Wednesday, August 27, 2014

5843. EASE THIS OFF MY HEAD

EASE THIS OFF MY HEAD
The fucking garage collapsed, all coming down on me;
everything in it was packed away, but now all the shelving
is gone. Forget the motorcycle within, it's now a blasted
rubble. What am I going to do? I'll never replace those wheels.
This will all be nothing but trouble.

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