Franklin Delano
He
he stiffened his grief
he stiff upper lipped
he hazed his own thoughts
swallowed his anger right down
he he-man, he he-goat, he under control
he head fold, he head crack, his mind started to stall
he drove through flat darkness
sunrise was too far
he scratching his skin
to bleed dirtin'his clothes
From Letras Mania