I’ve stopped writing poetry
Because
Maybe the sound
Of another dead body
Hitting the ground
Is the only thing
That we can hear
To cause us to move
To make us to cheer
I’ve stopped seeing broadway
Because, the tickets
(I can’t afford)
I’d have to whore my body
To make it to just one more
And i’ve done that before
And i need the money to eat
I need the energy to walk
I need the time to sleep
I’ve stopped engaging, really
Because what’s the point
I’d rather be off fucking
'n' rolling a legal joint
Let the chemical romance of clean eating fill the air
As they shoot shoot shoot
And we stare stare stare.
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