I lost my temper with a friend
Marked him and treated him with rudeness
And though i tried to make amends
Feel i miss him and walk a dark corridor

Woke up one morning
Doctor buck's letter
Of my own making, i walk a dark corridor of my heart
Hoping one day a door will be ajar
At least so we can recompense
Our betrayal of our hard worn/won(?) friendship
In vulgar and arrogant abeyance
To what was untrue underneath our parlance

I open the envelope, doctor buck's letter
Re: welfare benefits reports

J. mccarthy, approximately 10-15 days
I got down, i was depressed.
It was doctor buck's letter.

Turn the radio on

Doctor buck's letter
Cheer myself up
Put the radio on, get the magazine out
And read about the ¡®essence of tong'

Checklist:
I never leave home without:
1 sunglasses: i wear them all year around, and seem to need them more often, it's a habit
2 music: cassettes cds
3 palm pilot: it's my lifeline i think it's my p.a.'s computer, she rules my diary and i download it
4 mobile phone
5 amex card; they made such a fuss about giving it to me but i spent more time getting it turned down.

I was in the realm of the essence of tong.