i was walking down venice blvd,

3 pm,

to get beer and papers.

i heard feet behind me

turned but didn't see anything.

at the light i heard an old lady say to another old lady,

"those goddman motherfuckers! can't they get it right?"

the light changed and i heard the feet again,

it was a boy and a girl.

they were giggling and holding hands.

in the store I grabbed my things.

standing in line I saw myself in the store camera

I patted myself on the head

that balding spot doesn't look like its going away

I paid and went back down venice blvd

where i saw a man and a dog sleeping in the street

the dog looked better than the man did

with his crushed poodle hair, cement color, sad and lifeless,

peat moss glued to a dead mans skull,

like seaweed on a sunken anchor at the bottom of the sea.

you need a bath sucka!

I unlocked the door and kicked off my boat shoes.

nothing was waiting like a jealous lover

thank you kindly, for thinking of me

I shut the door

11/25/2014

Posted on 11/25/2014
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