The fat/thin man confesses

Too many words crowding my mind blind

The fat thin man calls me through forgotten days

Watching the red mind melt and groan

Animal queues forming half-forgotten pages

Where’s the energy for a full odyssey

We laugh that we may not cry

Gruesome heartaches of a sleepy brain

Coming back to me once again

Going on home down by the laundro

Help me get out even though.  

Yong Kang sunset

Yong Kang sunset

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