Tom said...

there's my old buddy whatchacallit Henry?

charley said...

i think you called it henry. no, it was me

just imagine, that ole buck was walki'n all 'round balt. co. while we were sowing our oats

the next day he was a plastic bag full of bones.

you know old henry still hangs right above my headboard.

right along with the mirror and the newsweek clip of bertolt brecht which is captioned "too frightened to listen to my self rot."

but i ain't sceared. life is twice as scary as death.