3/7/06
had a few beers & my bision vlurs,
thoughts slow and i write down the words
that come from somewhere
got a cold fever hot,
hopped up on meds
nyquill, dayqill and advil
a hundred & two degree temp
& i write words that come from somewhere
my old pappy died, my mind wasn't right
and i was so sad with bereavement
and still i write, the words within
each time the same from somewhere known.
-huey
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