
Ill: Kkc
HARBOR ME
Give me something to drink, pleasesomething to not think these
thoughts of round and round and round
chasing tale of nowhere bound
Bring that bottle over here
Harbor me for drinks
Give me something to rest on, please
something far from this surreal
thoughts of this and that and more
shipwrecked on my unknown shore
Bring whatever over here
Harbor me to you
Give me something to wait for, please
anything to soothe this crease
down and down and utter frown
take me to a pub downtown
Harbor me for drinks
Poetry by PapaFahr

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Written on 2009-03-12 at 23:27




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