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She’s a fine example, generous,
ample side to side and end to end.
Her lips move, forming shapes
in which her thoughts escape
my every ability to defend.

Familiar on the rare occasion
we dared excess libation
She rolled her eyes at me
as we sampled her fantasies
on the innocent couch of a friend.

We had an understanding
I didn't understand.
I had a destination, but
it was not my plan.
There might have been a what,
but there never was a when, ‘cause
we had an understanding
I just didn’t understand.

No call, no text, no email.
I feared hospital or jail,
but deep down I knew nearer.
A frown surprised me in the mirror.
Had I been a fool or just a bore?

Down on Charlemagne Street, thinking
in a dim bar with a sticky floor, drinking
and how it skews the field of play
and how much less I care, anyway
without her to even the score.

She had an understanding
I didn't understand.
I had a destination, but
there was no place to land.
There might have been a what,
but there never was a when, ‘cause
we had an understanding
I just didn’t understand.

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from It All Gets Done, released May 11, 2019

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This stuff here is my soul scratching messages on the wall of its prison cell.

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