Coffee, Personality-mime, Coffee

Coffee, personality-mime, coffee - complete the sequence.  Radioactivity floods the street so take a grin-break inside.  Too many hazards to the bedroom, with a beartrap on alternate steps; a bear on every other one.  Settle into the unravelling kitchen, harpoon another mug and rustle up the Les Paul.  Gotta a lyric to write or else slow death by quintet.  A swordfish kills cleanly, leaving no trace but a whiff of ozone.

So strum an A, G, D and back to G:

I left the boy of nineteen years
Melt the concrete shoes and chains with acid tears
Walked past the women buying bread and making tea
Brushing crumbs from their mouths and babies from their knee