The day was cold.

It wasn’t “just right”.

Suddenly a flash.

We had been warned.
It’s a thermo-nuclear-coupler, that tripped.
They are all gone now…

Sometimes words are the way we were.
Sometimes the words are the way we are.
I just want someone to listen to the ones I’m saying tomorrow.
On occasion,
With all due respect.
If you don’t mind.

I never had it so good.
How about you?

We all could use a little G.A.S.