Woke up Cold, Window Open…

Streets Quiet as Hell;
Got up, Walked onto the Patio;

Summer’s Gone as well…
As I take a Seat and Twist me one;

“Hey Gun, Hey Sun!”

What a Nice Day it Seems it’ll Become…
Smoke in the Air, 3 Empty Chairs;

Meeting with Myself with not one Fucking Care.

#HaveAGoodOne
8.24.19