all souk’d up
how would you spend apocalypse day?
according to harold camping, the earth will big-time sway
well, it came and went
it sure wasn’t heaven sent
getting lost at clignancourt souks was how we doomsday spent
one man’s junk is another man’s treasure;
one man’s mistake is another man’s pleasure.
we came with nothing and go with nothing
i am done with shopping
très content with just digital snapping
to remember what i enjoyed and saw
memories to leave behind and thaw
my tongue get tied when i try to speak
my insides shake like a leaf on a tree
there’s only one cure for this body of mine
that’s to have the life that i love so fine!
i’m all shook up
finished the day listening to yuri and juliana perform at st vincent de paul
a different kind of rapture call
