STEVE H.W.
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Big City

9/22/2022

 


In exactly 14 days


I will be homeless


For not playing ball


To the Dullest motherfucker


Who needs a friend


that could withstand all


of his bullshit


And a city


So wretched


that it gulps you up


without any pretense


Nor a please & thank you


So chewed up


That one piece does not regard


another piece


with any heart left


I’m fucked


And left alone




The madman who shouted


on the train last night


With his PHD in psychology


was right


and rightfully furious


“It’s all broken and in pieces


Maybe we will fix it


maybe we won’t.”


His mother died today


And he drank beer


from plastic gallon bottles


that he kept in a thin plastic bag


“Fuck you and your


ridiculous sense of fashion”


To a yuppy briefcase-carrier


in the next compartment who’s


grinning in a safe distance.


The madman sang a few more


And stayed inside at the last stop


Then I looked at myself


“Yes boy. I’m


wearing Black as


well.”



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