depending on your average sitting time.A Poem by Boyd Johnsonit's strange. we remember only certain views. rarely can we recall an entire image. the view from her bed is hard to forget. almost as ingrained, as the wall in front of your shitter. © 2008 Boyd JohnsonReviews
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Added on April 23, 2008AuthorBoyd Johnsonthe great and oft forgotten north of nyc. poughkeepsie., NYAbouta freak. an outlaw. a hot piece. -j.m. a hometown boy who loves the hudson, his drink, and his hat. hiding under the train tracks, with a bottle of irish moonshine, toasting to it slipping thro.. more..Writing
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