Remember they used to;
Yeah, in the cartoons,
They used to drop an anvil
on some poor bugger’s head?
Yeah! And the birds would
all tweet round his skull.
Sometimes an anvil
drops in like that
on my heart
and nothing tweets,
there are no songs,
only heaviness.
But, like the cartoons,
in the next scene
I’m ok.
Hopefully.
More tomorrow...
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