Last Night…

LAST NIGHT…

I’d been sitting in the kitchen,

it was pouring down outside.

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Some drink had been taken,

but it wasn’t really that.

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Thoughts dropped in on me,

as they do from time to time.

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I opened the patio door,

stepped out into the dark.

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Picked up the washing line,

that was lying on the floor.

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I tied it around my neck,

just to feel something real.

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Last night that’s all it was,

I think so anyway.

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