ask
me, so whatever happened to
what's her
name.
ever hear from her?
the crazy
wackadoodle bleached
blonde bimbo
you were with
for half a minute?
the skeleton
who was cheating on you
with that married
Captain Kangaroo
man?
beats me,
i tell them.
God only knows.
she could be with her
married
boyfriend, or her old
husband,
or in a strait jacket
at Belleview
texting on
her phone.
who knows, who cares.
it all seems
like a bad dream now,
a nightmare.
a year gone terribly wrong.
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