skin and bone me  

another
deadeyed
barroom

two pm

broke as a thriftstore camera

but i get by
          & time goes by

& landscapes
& lovers
& paychecks
                       go by

& meanings
& reasons
& seasons
                       go by

sometimes theres someone
                                       to talk to
sometimes theres something
                                       to drink
sometimes I’m reminded
                                       of how right
                                       & how wrong
                                                              we’ve all been

 

another
deadeyed
barroom
             two thirty three

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