Marcus Walton - CALLING Don Garner at 4pm because No One is Home yet and I Fear that the Rapture has Happened

Meeting in mid-air like dancers on invisible stairs
Trading titty-twisters that work like healing magic
Making us forget the lonely nights' near misses
Is anyone home over there?
When I watch this show with you I'm not scared
I think that you're doomed like me and that we find fellowship there
The waiting room is almost always worse than the doctor
And this doctor has some very mixed reviews
But he's the only one in town

Written by:
Marcus Walton

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