Dear Reader Camel (not Black Or White But Camel)
He rubbed his hands together and it sounded like Folding a love letter into an envelope I couldn't look him in the eye try as I might
He was wearing an overcoat made of camel colored smoke
I vaguely remember our history where we were close Trying to shake this feeling that he's someone else Never before has hollow seem so verbose
He was wearing an overcoat made of camel colored smoke Was it his or was it mine I guess the fault lies with us both
No, I was hurt but to be true I always saw the end Right from the beginning Maybe that makes me guilty of everything my friend I hope you can forgive me
He was wearing an overcoat made of camel colored smoke
You must live somewhere else now, I do not want to know You must love someone else now, I do not want to know You must be someone else now, I do not want to know I hope you can forgive me
We talked a while politely then we hugged goodnight I felt desires upon me as I walked toward home I turned in saw him standing in fluorescent light
He was wearing an overcoat made of camel colored smoke Was it yours or was it mine I guess the fault lies with us both
