This is a space where I have a mid life crisis, write about my creative journey, and talk about songwriting and share bits of terrible poetry.

Bender

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Oh you got real drunk

You went on bender

You said some things

To really offend her

You got upset

It’s hard to remember

Still dressed in your clothes

And it’s mid November

When you wake up in the morning

Oh your head it is pounding

And there is this beeping that keeps sounding.

You look at your phone

Voicemail flash red

Oh what have you done that you’ll regret

Threw it away and made her upset.

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