sadness was choking me
like a serial killer
when the phone rang
it was a pharmacist in India
wanting me to purchase pills
to prop up my parts
I expectd to be angry at him
but he sounded lonely
so I invitd him to tea
like a serial killer
when the phone rang
it was a pharmacist in India
wanting me to purchase pills
to prop up my parts
I expectd to be angry at him
but he sounded lonely
so I invitd him to tea
2 comments:
The piece is of a piece with my own mood right now. Thanks for making me smile.
maybe we shd both put on our tap shoes Tom & hit the vaudeville circuit.
o shit..... there isn't a vaudeville circuit anymore.
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