Fat and Somewhat Happy
This the poor can’t afford to know. But you know
and you’re getting poorer by the minute, so you’ll have to forget.
This the poor can’t afford to know. But you know
and you’re getting poorer by the minute, so you’ll have to forget.
There was no thunder, no glowing doorway, no mysterious wind blowing through the apartment, and no choir of angels politely alerting me that physics had submitted its resignation.
The deck simply felt heavier.