Preciate This Pain Sweet Jesus

I know you might leave tomorrow.

Maybe you’ll leave tonight.

Let’s say you sneak out on bare feet.

Maybe scoot away by bike.

I know, just know you’ll leave me.

You will not stay.

Even if you want to…

Go away!

Barry Williams

Much of what I write will be quite understandable to insane folks.

The rest will be, uh, less understandable...

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