08-04-2022, 02:09 PM
My buddy (and former dealer back when cannabis was ...well you know) lives in the victorian just up the hill. I remember the first time I went to an afterparty at his place. I was in the front room, which was then painted bright pink. The place was packed with deadheads, all buzzin with that post show glow. I kept experiencing these flashes...
As the song goes:
As I picked up my matches and was closing the door
I had one of those flashes I'd been there before, been there before
The hot pink room started to spin and I started to question my level of intoxication. Had someone spiked my drink. Been there before, been there before.
But no. It was deadheads outside, posing at the Dead house taking pictures. Apprantly they do that every time the dead are in town and the owners generally vacant the premises then because it's too much.
Now we're at Day 4 of the Days Between. I just came from downtown where I picked up my drugs. Don't tell me this town ain't got no heart...
As the song goes:
As I picked up my matches and was closing the door
I had one of those flashes I'd been there before, been there before
The hot pink room started to spin and I started to question my level of intoxication. Had someone spiked my drink. Been there before, been there before.
But no. It was deadheads outside, posing at the Dead house taking pictures. Apprantly they do that every time the dead are in town and the owners generally vacant the premises then because it's too much.
Now we're at Day 4 of the Days Between. I just came from downtown where I picked up my drugs. Don't tell me this town ain't got no heart...
Shadow boxing the apocalypse