12/28/08

Funk

Went into a funk,
Filled with some hellacious junk,
When you drew the curtain on us
earlier today;
Decided, since I had no where to go
that I would just get drunk,
and leave today for tomorrow,
and let the Devil play;
So I don't hold enough sorrow
for what might have been;
I'll just sit here stewing,
Not in now, but then.



December 22, 2008.

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