Saturday, September 19, 2015

cause for effect

i'm scared of my pancreas
the scar i've had since three
burns above my heart
fuck. hat's not what i wanted
to write . it got silent in here
now i can let the bugs in
the telephone rings like a new day.
it's the right number for burnt
offerings to take the next leap.

she wants to live a different way.
they all have money, she says
and they aren't happy.
unless they're drinking i don't know
about you but i drink to get away. if
their lives are so great why
do they always have
 alcohol in their cups?
she does go on and i think when
did she get all. fundamentalist
put on those survivor shoes become stay
at home, woman. she likes it that way.
i think she shoulda married money she's ok
with marrying con. gangsta speak in da streetz.
we get by, she say. we get by. i think slacker's
a lifestyle i can get behind if your daughter
weren't my kin. i think - srsly? ur gonna
defend not buying her a real pair of
shoes in her life because you
don't have money left after you meds
which leads me to the fez ribbon
banquest, whats all you hangup
round here with earning your way.
entrepeneur's an important word to master
cuz if they believe, you get money faster.
so you believe, like the donald, you'll see
the give it away like it grows on trees..
capice? nuff said.
maybe you'll make it after all
but not if you spend all your time in thrall
to the bed or the wrecked head from paul.

xo isn't life just.

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