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Feb 2015
if you said to do what i was afraid of
i would use my pool stick case
and felony every red truck window
along my short walk home.  
if you said to do what i was afraid of
i would kiss an old admirer
he would feel my seems rip while we
play recliner.
if you said to do what i was afraid i would take every
******* chance i believe in.
if you said to do what i was afraid of
i would of waltzed around the pool pockets
ignorant, never even giving a **** about dollars and the juke box.
if she said what i was afraid of
i would of swung  across the table and kissed her.
Michael Parish
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Michael Parish  Tacoma, washington
(Tacoma, washington)   
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