The Second Death Of Mama

Mom you die

And die and die.

No one knows how much you die.

Life, you question even why.

Why life must be dying.

You wake up you’re crying.

Maybe mom, be trying

To see your all-go-rythm.

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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