Tallest Building I Ain't Never
Spot me
or whatever
time the town closes
in an hour
as if
bartender
I didn't know
you live and
some don't
make it
dirty water drinking
sophisticated
subway conversations
by sterilized him and her
right next to those who are
already slowly dying
garbage bags on their feet
so annoying
but the i-phone
is outdated
graphic for sexual
service my end of the world
is bad day
hand bag
sold out
next
on line
next
there you are! Yes you!
The universe is in your back yard,
you are sixteen today
and your parents named you
after a vegetable,
Spinach Rodriguez
future Senator
earthly pain in the ass.
What world window
have you forgotten to close lately?
In there, look- some bent
in pain are watching
the day turn to night,
and sleep is beside the point
now
aren't you glad you came
for the drinks
but stayed for the social
consciousness?
Are we there yet?
The I is not neutral
That shit
is over
talking about what got you
here
you might need
me when I no longer
need myself
so
fuck this rehabilitation scheme
mumbling all the time
I feel...
right?
Somehow unresolved, no
I am a nervous wreck!!!
Ever walk into a department store
and suddenly realize that you're
not supposed to be in there
because you are fucking homeless
and being completely without
onto-logically
is a crime
from which we don't recover?
Isn't that interesting?
From a rhetorical viewpoint,
which gender device
is the author employing
when he/she writes
'I no longer need myself?'
COLD, I CAN'T FEEL MY FEET
CAN'T YOU SEE how small my world
has become?
Class, what do we think,
should we give him some money
even if it gets spent on booze?
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