Everything has been said,
A lifetime of distrust has been bred,
Yet it seems there's still more to say.
Is it too hard to keep one's words at bay?
Everything has been done
To tear apart the father and the son,
Yet Lester's set his eyes somewhere else.
Keep quiet, you others, Lester's voice equals funeral bells.
YOU ARE READING
A phone book
PoetryA loose continuation of A Few Hysterical Words, this time focused on character descriptions.
