Curing/Coddling I tell you, I’ve had a poem brewing in my headAnd you say, oh reallyAnd maybe I detect your disinterest, but maybe I don’tEither way, I don’t care if you don’t careI continue The words have been churning away, I sayAnd you nod, yeah that’s coolToo preoccupied by the TV and waves of conversationTides coming in,…

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