did you know?

know…?

’bout this…?

hard to read a mind…

sure kept quiet ’bout it…not a whisper…never gave a clue as to what he was up to…he’d been plotting that whole time…testin’ the waters…seein’ what he could get away with…sure he didn’t tell ya’ anything?

didn’t say a word…his lips never moved…stayed silent…knew he was up to somethin’…just couldn’t tell you what…

some said he had this girl over in Chicago he was wantin’ to meet up with…said he was goin’ over there to pledge his love to her…get down on one knee…whole nine yards…

doesn’t make any sense…

whole thing is cockeyed…

guess he’d had enough…

I’d say so…

found him in a ditch outside of Hammond…what was he doin’ over in Hammond?

hell…he was all over the place…one day Indiana…some other day Nebraska…not carryin’ a stitch of clothin’ on him…just a bunch of books…liked to read those Russians from a long time ago…

why couldn’t he’d read Americans…? what’s wrong with Americans…?

couldn’t tell ya…he just had a hankerin’ for the Ruskies…don’t matter now…

nope…

he’s gone…

yep…

ain’t no bringin’ him back…once you’re gone you’re gone…

that’s that…

well…guess so…