at once
we speak and it’s not
in unison
the sweat rivers
down my brow
to tip of nose
falls from
boiling point
to ice cube cold
as it splashed into the soft manicured earth
it never made sense
to the naked man
how’d we get here
which way did we
come from
when perfect isn’t
well enough
and the A/C won’t go colder than my heart
I’ll wait around
here to die
and dread your arrival
out here tonight
hope you don’t stay too long and I can get back to trying.
the people that you have are all tainted and rotting with staph
no one answers your desperate calls these days
threw away everything you had, gotta stay outside at mom & dad’s
she told me it was all because of the CoVid.
none of you were praising thee as the fruit was pulled from the poison tree
I’m still sitting here just waiting to die.
these girls are here with me most of them just temporarily
I never knew how to make them mine
I know I can’t be mean, better have plenty of methamphetamine
they all seem to
owe me back before trial
money I ain’t got none
got more bullets than I’ve got knives. no one owes me a thing every ounce of gold and those emerald rings
holding my head above water and screaming goodbye. no one needs to see me down like this, nobody wants to hear me crying shit & piss
anyone can hear the screams
coming out the east side of New Orleans
everyone claims I did everything except try.

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