Friday I'm In Poetry Love

I think this is so quietly lovely that it's going to replace the Cure today.

Ha, yeah, right, who am I kidding. Nothing can replace this song.

But we'll give Billy top billing today. He's hit a chord with me, sitting as I am on the precipice of my dotage, with all those soon-to-be-lost memories looming on the horizon. Cruise ships! Tankers! Back and forth, back and forth...

...uh, what was I talking about?

Plus, he says it so nicely, it makes me almost welcome the prospect of impending forgetfulness.