grasped for air
and walked the dog far twice
before we dined on burger meats
conversations that convert the retarded
into the rich
living off the fat of the mind
living off the side of the street
where roaches creep
beneath mine feet at 1230amcdt
beer head tonight
lost in my anxiety
this ain’t nothin new
just look at every other poem
from now and 10 years beyond
cat and mouse with solitary
i jus wunna play jesse james
with my friends
in dark caves
this i crave


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