There’s a very old woman who “lives” In a heart of burned up “money” I would like to know what she didn’t Hear about love. Everybody knows why ice forms around The heart. I couldn’t walk twenty feet without here. She, however, makes twenty feet a Trip into that part of me That knows no love. Not knowing love? The emptiness of all is not Solving the problem. Voiding the bill Making love or drinking – The emptiness is the place Where I couldn’t touch a person A loving person or a person with help I would spell all the words wrong Even get intelligence wrong God would curse me for saying such A think Man too. I try to walk, And the woman goes into eternity
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