Broken Jigsaw i was not the boy that young girls ever wanted – to take to bed all i ever … More

what if someday never comes
if it never turns up
if it runs out of bus fare
or i run out of luck

all those people
who sought my touch
now they row their boats
and i am stuck in the mud

another night where dreams awaken me
spasms from another realm
i see him on the ship
on stormy seas he is at the helm

complaining (as usual)
seemingly to mean to care
they want a hip replacement
well, i needed a battle emplacement