HOMECOMING
I called mom early this morning
I am coming home mama don’t worry
Yes ,Yes, tomorrow most probably
At this point I am seated on the balcony
Ten stories high on the city canopy
Gin, some pills to tone down the sea sympathy
I forgot to tell her that really
I was coming home in a coffin.
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