All alone no where to turn
Who to trust what’s there to learn?
Listen to thoughts may be true
Don’t get down with the blues
All alone nothing to do
Tell me soon what a fool
Missy eyed water derpes down
Slowly, my head goes around
Looking about wonder what Look about and wonder how? Why: June 28,92
All alone no place but? All alone what’s there now?
Poem # 60
Idea December 22, 1991
May 4, 1992
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