I walk out from the dark screen room
and forget which direction I came from.
My eyes adjust to the neon lights and
I take a right into the large cathedral.
A little boy with dirty sneakers,
fully clothed in confederate flags,
flags me down and tells me I am ugly
before he asks me to throw a dollar on the tax.
I look at him with dissapointment and rage
before I call him an ungrateful brat
and steal all of his cash.

07/22/2007

Posted on 07/23/2007
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