STATUTE OF LIMITATIONS
Just how long do I have to wait for you,
honey, before I can say you're gone? Seven
years is worth a long-time itch. Why'd you
have to go and disappear : you've been seen
in 'Frisco Bay, in Saigon, in Jawalapur I'm even
told. These reports keep filtering in. Like the
idea of an old song - Righteous Brothers kind
of crap - the surge of waiting long takes over
the instrumentation. Nothing seems to move.
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