The Dark Side of Vinyl

Donna and I decided to skip.

She from Civics and I from Home Ec.

Sounds silly but

I learned to make pizza;

Donna ran for office in oh-two.

We were in her basement, painting.

The stereo was playing,

“The lunatics…

the lunatics…

the lunatics….”

Advertisements

21 thoughts on “The Dark Side of Vinyl

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s