fishing . . .
throwing back endangered
metaphors
the smells at low tide
an urge to confess
to something
cruise ship social
the umpteenth revision
of my life story
fishing . . .
throwing back endangered
metaphors
the smells at low tide
an urge to confess
to something
cruise ship social
the umpteenth revision
of my life story
every breath
a new twist to an old tune
harmonica man
a crooked way to truth
watching
a key being cut
without intending to
the funhouse mirror
finds your smile
taking it apart
putting it back together
my feelings for you
suicide note
nothing leaves me faster
than you do
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