The Black Napkin Volume 1 Issue 3 | Page 14
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Only once
the leash
Tore off
you know
when some-
one Plays a
B# when
they need
a Bb most
people do
not notice
music fill-
ing their
brains
but one time
he Bled
traffic
everyone
heard him
flat that’s All
it takes Never
thought
my timing
was ever
that great
we tapped
our feet
when the
Truck
red as war
sped off
from not
wanting
to look
but every-
one around
us wanted
us to per-
form flaw-
less like we
knew what
to do when
we didn’t