How Many Times

It doesn’t mater how much I’ve drank I can still say it better than you.  The mouths I see.  The mouths I hear.   I was once in  a cement block.  I bellowed out that I needed help.  I heard him hear me.   He said I was close.  And then.  And then.  I heard him ask for me, but then.  – M. Taggart.

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