had a bad night not long past.
My car didn’t go but,
My mind did.
don’t know what happened, except,
When you’re up shit creek
At 3AM,
Who you gonna call?
Becomes an important question.
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like those grooves left by crab fishers' ropes on the wooden rails of well-walked fishing piers.
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