Crimea - Raining Planets

This poem seems to be about a person who was once on their way up in the music world. Well, maybe it seems that way to me because that’s the people I’ve mostly known. It could apply to artists or writers I’ve known. And, if you’re in another line of work, I’m sure it would apply to people you know. I’m just going to quote the story line about the person. For their response, buy the record – it’s worth it. The music is really well-developed and fits perfect with the story.

“Currently residing in the 'where are they now' file,
Burnt out and in denial
Throwing shapes in the mirror with your hairbrush,
singing along to 'Have You Fallen In Love' by the Buzzcocks.

End up working in the Domino's Pizza,
shades on, incognito.
Turned down for the managers position for carrying on
where the Fonz left off - in the 60's.

Last seen out holding up a 7-11,
strung out, disheveled.
They could tell it was a water pistol.
The cops turned up before you drew any blood, but that's just your luck.”

Shoutout for Bombay Sapphire Coma. Crimea