BAD FRIDAY.

What’s good

Seriously

What’s really good

When the hand that receives

Refuses to let go

When the eyes that have seen

And the ears that have heard

And the hands that have handled

Refuses to build up

When you smile at me

But hate me from deep within

You think you don’t

Ok then

How many miles will you walk

For another

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For you don’t see her

Of course you don’t

The woman who’s gaily dressed

Looking sweet

And properly pancaked

Is covered in scabs

Do you see that

The man is suits

And hand stitched Italian leather

Is really on a lost course

Searching for all he lost

When he was 5

That’s why I say there’s nothing good

Until all can see

And handle

And train

With what they have received

For now it’s just a holiday

A bad Friday

Nothing good at all.

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