Walkin' around town headin'' nowhere....

goin' nowhere.



Passing the shopping center I see a couple empty tablet sheets.

I wonder to myself what they were.

A few feet later my question is answered by the empty Perco-Gesic box lying on the ground.



It is not hard to see the scenario.

Poor fool thought taking an entire box of Perco-Gesic would be an adequate substitute....

for the Percocet he did not have.



Poor fool would be rewarded for his efforts

only with dis-appointment, a bleeding ulcer

...and a valuable lesson learned.

At least this scenario makes sense to me.



But....in a drug riddled America

in a city of junkies

does anything really make sense?

Does it even have to anymore?



I ponder these thoughts as I walk past a local church.

Looking down I find an Easter egg some child had failed to spot.

The reason for this

...is totally obvious.



Somehow, in this bleak landscape

this makes me smile.

I hate editing.....

This is a good write, seeing the Easter egg is a glimmer of hope.

Wish that poor child had spotted that egg........

love the ending...

yeah... makes me wonder what egg I may have missed.
Good write...

For some reason, I wanna smoke... RowBaby weed, haha.

A smoke and a glass of merlot..

Aye... the Merlot is half gone...
love your hair, btw.

I wish my hair looked like that...lol..