life of a loser by Artur Desruisseauxi smoked a joint and went outside "it was my day off"
all the way down to the end of the street
dead end street again
I hopped the fence and walked down the railroad tracks
with my arms like this
to the side
like airplane wings
I could see my shadow in the late afternoon sun
"Ive been doing this way too long"
I went past the junkyard and was now on the main blvd
some guy on a bike rode up to me and asked "CAN YOU HELP ME OUT MAN?"
NO! I said. I can't even help me out!
LIAR!
I went into a donut shop and bought 3 donuts
a cup of coffee
I lived in the hood, no life, no love, no nothing ever
the house of the losing sun sits here
waiting to die
10/29/2015 Posted on 10/29/2015 Copyright © 2024 Artur Desruisseaux
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