We are all apprentices in a craft where no one ever becomes a master - Ernest Hemingway
Saturday, April 2, 2011
Luke Lagraff - Bum Master
This day feels rented With morsels of blood That flow through dented Hearts wanting love
I get up with another Quarter’s worth of will He didn’t want to give But I told him I kill
I look like shame That question’s all the same I guess I’ve learned that pain Is inherent to the game
But I’m seen everyday Paw-happy in rain Managing my spirits’ And the famous nicknames
Do I think about tomorrow? Do I give? I can make it there. Will I make it by on sorrow? Will I forgive? I’ll only bum air.
Luke LaGraff is a lover of sandwiches, egg nog, and one of a kind days. He used to forget them, but now has realized he shouldn't; they have more meaning than ever at this point of his life. He enjoys the sun in LA and watches hockey and funny things whenever he can. He listens to people. He's from Tennessee.