THE BEGINNING OF HELL

I was on the Hudson in a kayak

I came back and you said I’m leaving Nyack

I said What the hell is going on

You said I hate it here I’m done

I’m going back home

All you do is roam

I can’t take it any more

 

Mister William Michelmore

 

A taxi took us to JFK

No words we’re spoken along the way

An unknown silence sealed our fate

 

I didn’t wait at the departure gate

I cavalierly walked from there

 

A radio somewhere

Played Nights in White Satin

 

I took a bus into Manhattan

Not hearing the death knell

 

The beginning of hell.

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