Friday, July 31, 2015

6960. HIM THE ONE

HIM THE ONE
Him the one down the rabbit hole of 
eminent domain; never got breath, never
came up again. I was the one waiting with
the tea-cup in vain. Him the one, with the
verses of songs with the words just too long.
I took the remembrance, and then I took his 
hat. You can't bring me nothing, 
if you can't bring me back.

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