I imagine sometimes that you're still
Somewhere
and when I catch up
you'll ruffle my hair
and say, Hello!
That was a helluva ride, wasn't it?
I imagine sometimes that in fact you're
Nowhere
and there is no catching up
and no review
but even so,
It was a helluva ride, wasn't it?
Saturday, November 15, 2008
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