Sunday, June 26, 2011

(19) Production Notes

It was the usual thing
                                  (turn the tables)
“I need you!”
                                  (he’s only human after all)
So I slipped through a schism of space
                                  (and time)
Like the greatest story ever told
                                  (his ego dictates this)
It seemed like a plan
                                  (so did the fish custard)
To step into the breach
                                  (now go!)
“I need you!”

                                               (shut up)
                                                     (write anything)
                                                                    (have a ball)


“I need you!”
                      (that came from him initially, not me)

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