Maggie Osterberg:
...lighting struck itself
Maggie Osterberg:
There I stand neath the Marquee Moon
Maggie Osterberg:
the darkness doubled
Maggie Osterberg:
it puttered back into the graveyard
Maggie Osterberg:
I want to fly, fly a fountain
Maggie Osterberg:
Hesitating
Maggie Osterberg:
I was listening, listening to the rain
Maggie Osterberg:
I was hearing something else