Robert Flint's Feeling


Out he came with it smiling, like he knew something 
how you know something.

Squinched his eyes, looking down between the guests 
whose drinks we'd been making, saying

You know, you're the one she needs 
before the next one, that's the one you need to be.

Then he said I could be wrong, but where the hell'd that leave me?



© Copyright 2005 Peter Chapman

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