Tiny tribute to Ti Jean and my days of port in St. Pete., many moons underwater ago.

Still in the phonebook, did you know?

Went by the house where you decided to explode,

Visited the hospital where your final things were removed,

(personal business)

Quite sure we sat in the same barstool,

at Mastrys lounge on Central Avenue.

My boss told me he met you at a University

named after a drugstore.

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