raven street
on a thursday afternoon
eating birthday cake
with a silver spoon
half my life is too much
the rest too soon
raven street
on a thursday afternoon

my fantasy is unlimited
it all takes place
inside my head
i sleep alone
in my double bed
i share my poetry
instead

i searched the scriptures
i found gold
the half has never yet
been told
what must take place
should take place soon
raven street
on a thursday afternoon

LARZ GUSTAFSSON
April 17, 2008