"Randy's Resting In Space"
Turn out the light.
Burn out the light.
Turn on your lights.
I'll leave it up to you.
This is a play on words.
I rest.
In haste.
For me and not my race.
That has a different pace.
Set up in my taken space.
We must be in the wrong place.
A face is in a race.
Does my race have any taste?
Only when in outer space.
By Jonathan Billet
Inspired By Nick's Art.
- 04.22.14.
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