True Time

True Time

That was the time.

I know it for a fact.

But I can't remember what happened.

Was it something good or bad?

Or nothing at all?

I know you won't help me.

We fell out last Xmas.

You cut down my tree.

The dwarf was mad, sad and homeless.

He cut your hand.

Small retribution.

I share my home with the dwarf.

He's my only friend.

We drink beer together.

Join us.

We'll drink your blood.

And party round your corpse.

Then remember the dwarf's tree.

You join his tree, a memory.