Every Day is Like Friday


When you’re unemployed, every day is like Friday. Here’s my homage to Morrissey and the dreariness of West Michigan in mid-February.

Trudging slowly over unemployment
Back to the couch where my nap was interrupted
This is the college town
That they forgot to close down
Armageddon – come armageddon!
Come, armageddon! come!

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Wow. I’m suddenly transported back to a time when I’m wearing heavy, black eyeliner and pretending to understand

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