Dreams and Machines
Poems, Observations, Etc.
Monday, August 29, 2011
Sidewalk Scene
I sneeze and the bum
clutching his can of Four Loko
says "fuck you."
This is the world we live in,
where the sidewalk smells like fish.
And in my dreams
I am always alone.
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