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Mar 2016
When death comes looking
for you, a man doesn't hide
away in the night or wait
for the moon to throw knives
at the heart of his shadow.

He dresses in a clean white shirt,
a dark suit and black shoes
and walks the long walk
to the far bar for a short shot
of Absolut(e) truth with a toast
chased by a stale *******
that tastes like the holy ghost.

He shuts his eyes and speaks
of younger days, wayward ways,
and a daughter who sleeps
the deep sleep of blue water.

Then a man wades into the sea
to see what death has to say
to a man who never gave
a good ******* anyway.
Woody
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Woody  In the dark woods.
(In the dark woods.)   
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