Nobody heard him, the drowned man |
All art, fiction, and other stuff belong to me, and solely to me, except the flowers and Sandman, so bugger off, or at least ask nicely before stealing it, you stealer. (c) 2003 |
but he still lay moaning |
"I was much further out than you thought |
and not waving but drowning." |
I was much further my whole life |
and not waving but drowning... |