To Porcupine
(After another long distance call)
Today I talked to you. It's
Really odd how talking to
You is like that hospital
Injection of Morphine---the
Needle hurts so bad, but my
God! The high was so damn good!
Though it's bad for me, You're the
Opiate this addict wants.
So often lately, I just
Lie awake and think about
Everything I can't have (and
Everything I want) And you,
Porcupine are everything!
-RW Hershey Jr, 1991
Robert wrote this for me when he was going to college in El Paso and I was pissing my mom off with $400 phone bills, which I would still be hearing about to this day if I hadn't stopped talking to my mother!
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