Crank (Crank 1)
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Adam let go of my hand
and I stopped in mute agreement.
This was his show.
I found the waiting room.
A dozen needs attacked me there.
I needed
food,
fluid,
soap,
shampoo.
I needed
Adam,
his heart,
his promises
his tomorrows.
I needed
to go home
’cause somewhere
deep down
I needed
my mommy.
And all that made me really
really need
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Evening, When We Left
The breeze,
too hot
to cool
the blooming
flower of summer