Missing Chunk – Poem
I am missing a chunk. I think I left my soul In Port Townsend, Washington. I think my heart Might still be in A tree hollow In Jed Smith. I think the caves Borrowed my mind, Tucked it away, And never gave it back.
I am missing a chunk. I think I left my soul In Port Townsend, Washington. I think my heart Might still be in A tree hollow In Jed Smith. I think the caves Borrowed my mind, Tucked it away, And never gave it back.