Friday, 16 November 2018

Bob


[[ I was reading the obituaries and listening to songs. Suddenly, Bob and Elvis. ]] 

I saw your face 
while I was listening 
to mystery train.

Why sixteen coaches?
Sixteen's always 
the lecher's number.

Why long black train?
Long and black are always
porn specifications.

This is the nonsense
I'd have told you
but you were dead.

Are dead. Be dead. 
Or not be dead. Ride 
the mystery train.

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