the morning eats a hole in my mind
trying to repair last night's damage...
huge chunks of ideologies crashed
down around me as neighbors took
from me what they claimed belonged
to them... rows and rows of seats were
left unavailable as the crowds of would
be actors stormed off the stage at Cannes
when the movie they did not want to see
was shown over and over again when
the viewing rooms were not being used;
the morning sprinkles on me its sparkles
and the light flashes a rainbow of colors
that have reflected off of me... I am
just trying to get by, the newspapers
reported when it came time for a quote
and my manager said I was not going
to be available for the rest of the day;
the morning brought with it rain and
depression, followed by lines and lines
of coke provided by the sponsors who
always remain anonymous when it
comes to being associated with this,
or anything else of a negative nature.
June 1, 2023
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