The Sign’s half done. The Floor’s a Deathtrap. Someone hasn’t slept properly in days. What Post Code are we even in? Meanwhile, you’re outside acting like Opening Day is a Hostage Negotiation..... ...................... Calm your Farm ........................... What comes to those who wait?
No One Knows What’s in the Mix.
Some say it’s Just Sugar and Dye..
Some say it’s the Stuff that Drips off Broken Dreams and Rerouted Power Lines....
