Hello babe?

Big steps sidewalk, cars buzz can’t talk

What would I say, like scratching on a chalk

Bored to life, misery. Repeating is my history

Walking Asta in the dark, I just love a good mystery

But we need more clues, femme fatal spoken words to use

Stumping on big blue with those lack of any news blues

Nora has an arm load of boxes; Nick boozing acting obnoxious

I see you coming you remind me of her, both gorgeous foxes

Work this case with me doll, cause I’m clueless climbing the wall

Not drinking like Ray but it’s another lost weekend after

Time to fill in the blanks, follow the trail from the

Take me to the river, wash away the confusion , okay I love

Tim Windisch

07 05 2024