Monday:
Monday, September 3rd, 2001rock and sock free falling
dreams of rabid felines
bring me hope of enemy airliners
taking over the airways.
the walkie talkie man on the radio
doesnt have anything left for me to hear
but i keep on listening anyway
never fear!
i happenstance a chance for rather periodic drops of painful fairy dust sundaes.
and no one’s the wiser through it all.