johnny rushed in an hour late
single malt ready for him.....
uncomfortably downing one glass after another
he started to mumble,
peculiar! Johnny never mumbled, not in his dictionary
Out of the blue he talked of
life, angels, heaven, eternity.........
demon within, pain, hell....
destiny, fate...
What the hell?!!!! meaningless to me
i laughed away to his alchohol nonesense
exactly 12.34 a.m
johnny gave me a hug, so tight, crushing my bones
looked hard, looked troubled
twenty seconds later he stormed out the door
taxied away in the pouring rain
mysterious johnny
what's his story?
that was the last time i saw the back of him
no one knows where he is
where is johnny?
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