
The Good Stuff
Disaster of Music
An Original by DaveMerrick:
He looks at his hand and wonders
“Where has it gone?”
His fingers floating in the air,
his palm invisible
He reaches for into a box of roaches and they fall through his fingers violently.
A subtle warning this was the good stuff would have made all the difference.
He looks at his hand and wonders
“Where has it gone?”
His fingers floating in the air,
his palm invisible
He reaches for into a box of roaches and they fall through his fingers violently.
A subtle warning this was the good stuff would have made all the difference.