today
on the dark streets of decay
an
american poet came out to play
wearing
a t-shirt that displayed
a
bottle of wild turkey bourbon
with
words written below
“my
spirit animal”
i
visited an exes’ facebook page
sunrises
with words to light the way
i
went to my page
posted
a pic of my own
van
gogh had sunflowers
i
have my mind in which to roam
and
tonight when the streets
are
dark and dangerous
i
will still not be home
and
forget rational thinking
breakfast
was beer
and
i’m still drinking
in
los angeles
no
one can hear you scream
alley
cats are defined by alleys
environment
or eugenics
i’ll
let you tally
i
just need a gin that’s slow
and
a dumpster to hide behind
while
i urinate
hopefully
your puzzle
you
can complete
without
the piece
with
my shoes
walking
the streets
if
you like to debate
there’s
one on tonight
my
cigarette i will light
look
to the left and to the right
i
do not see any LAPD
sip
my flask
find
a place to pee
there
was somewhere
i
was suppose to be
accomplish
some task
oh
well, if they ask
tell
them i am
pruning
the bare trees of winter
till
everything is striped
to
the bone
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