Idle
'The devil makes work for idle hands'.
The devil, or idle curiousity? I ask,
scratching at loose wallpaper
lining my otherwise pristine room.
It is, gnawing in evening tumbleweeds,
that history has been hidden beneath!
The lavish green that...
The devil, or idle curiousity? I ask,
scratching at loose wallpaper
lining my otherwise pristine room.
It is, gnawing in evening tumbleweeds,
that history has been hidden beneath!
The lavish green that...