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For The Depot

from What Happened Was by rhob cunningham

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For The Depot

I met you of a morning
The sun upon Winetavern
Dead or sleeping,
looking pretty worse for wear
The only person passing
And partial to persuasion
You pined for help,
I called it in, faked a chair
You’d been this bold a fair while
And fared worse than this morning
You told me of
a coach that should have stretched you home

A battle raged internal
To fast or swipe a bottle
You wiped your face,
confessed to two you took today

With evidence rising,
efforts change.

The red that stained your clothing
For blood, I had mistaken
Spying your hands
you’d think mine never worked a day

Your mother, she’d adored you
Father died before you
He took his life
when you were just a kiddo
So help communes at Simon’s
And High Park if they’ll have you
You wished me well,
left me for the depot
With evidence rising,
efforts change

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from What Happened Was, released October 7, 2019

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