mystery of the missing hat

& yeah

it was a youthful affectation

matching the 30’s raincoat

I’d found in a thrift store

I thought I was Bogie

the whole channelling thing

going on

& found

it was my ex had stolen it

the whole fuck him song

singing on

there was a meeting

to give it back

to tell me she thought

I was foolish in my style

& I said yeah ok

but you wait ‘til

the rain comes along

I loved you she said sad

you rotten bastard

& I thought you knew

it’s a little late for that

my only response

maybe if you’d said before

we could have had Paris

thank you for my hat back

& headed for the door

though I don’t recall now

if it was raining outside

or not

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