Captain speak

in the rain

She said, “I dialed it back and wrote a better one.” You mean you wrote about the Speakeasy on Main Street?
I was baffled, I was mesmerized. How could this happen?  I told you, one investment. Not one illegal investment.  You are not supposed to be talking right now. You are to listen.

She said, “fallen rain was at my ankles, I rode the horse you left saddled for me… I trotted like the usual agreement.” Her face was swollen in a sorrowful frown, on the verge of real tears.

Yes but you left it a mess. You are acting without notion of any real reality. You know, reality?

“I guess I’ll find a better way.”  Yes, you had better.


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I'm a graphic arts musician with love always on the brain. I yield to art and randomly sing songs.

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