R.E.A.L.J.O.B.
i forget i exist i
am $$$ tree don’t
grow on me
sitting ina field
of livewires abuncha
silly fuckers
dicing rootfruit
w/ their namebrand
knives.
yra sharp
a sharpie
a permanent
beautfiful honey
i will buy you
a bottle
of irish whisky
i will fall into
a dry well
or maybe
make it
or maybe
lay down in the park
until somebody finds
what they are looking
for.
i don’t know
my breath clouds
while i move through
this foggy city.
i have attached
flashing lights
to my neck.
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