[putting on the dog] fuck you
the dough faced dopaminer called
already three of his shit truck lengths
away smug exhaust hid the lost horse
gaze wore later slinking off
out of the dark parking lot
[putting on the dog] fuck you
the dough faced dopaminer called
already three of his shit truck lengths
away smug exhaust hid the lost horse
gaze wore later slinking off
out of the dark parking lot
Aye not old but
raised by old ones
and to carry those aches
forward / greybeard /
Vicious Sid on the job
crisp evening sun he crows
pushes those cars out
exhausted full of reckless joy