And who is this figure,


Talking to find his voice,

With his body,

Not as fragile

That big, ol’ body –

Praying to be felt,

With them big, ol’ shoulders,

That don’t quite fit,


And dangling around,

‘Cept the words,

Them big, ol’ words

– what about them?

Well, words,

They’re just words.


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