I Cried, by pd lyons


I Cried

Came around to tell you about the opera,
See if we could do the matinee,
  the new girl, she’s from Germany,
the new job’s going fine,
So I walked into the house, “Hey Ma, what’s for lunch?”
Because I forgot

I fucking

fucking forgot

.

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  • cryptictown  On July 25, 2014 at 1:46 pm

    I tried calling my mother’s old phone number once. Not in service.

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    • pdlyons  On July 25, 2014 at 5:09 pm

      when i was five years old we moved. One of the things i learned before starting school was our home phone number. that was in 1960 – I can still remember that number. probably helped that we never moved house again. but i cant remember the mobile phone number i’ve had for about 10 years. funny what we remember, what we forget. and when we remember and when we forget. Thanks for reading and for following the blog. cheers.

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