I lost my temper with a friend
Mocked him and treated him with rudeness
And though I try to make amends
Still I miss him I walk a dark corridor
Woke up one mornin'
Dr Buck's Letter
Of my own making I walk a dark corridor of my heart
Hoping one day a door will be ajar
At least so we can recompense
Ah betrayal of our hard-worn friendship
In vulgar and arrogant obeyance
So what was untrue beneath
A parlance
I open the envelope
Dr Buck's Letter
Read wellfare benefit reports
Jay Macarthy approxamitely ten to fifteen days
I got down, I was depressed
It was
Dr Buck's Letter
Turn the radio on
Dr Buck's Letter
Cheer Myself up
Put the radio on, get the magazine, out
And read about the Essence of Tong
Checklist, I never leave home without
One: sunglasses, I wear them all year around
I seem to need them more often
It's a habit
Music, cassettes, Cds
Three: Pompilot
It's my lifeline. I think it's my PA's computer
She rules my diary and I download it
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