When You Are Oldby Yeats
Bree Brydenthal
English 150
Wednesday 16 October 2013, 5 p.m. section
Bending down beside the glowing bars
If it brings me to my knees, it's a bad religion
A one man-cultor
Paced upon the mountains overhead…
little sadlyIt's something constantly on your mind but never settled.
fledhim.
one-man cult/ cyanide in my Styrofoam cupor maybe it's being able to deal with a side of the person you wouldn't normally appreciate,
The pilgrim soul/… the sorrows of your changing face.