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Aaahhhh! But Who Gives A Damn
Blah blah blah
you're a sad story sad
and not what i expected
and where's your sense to
live a better life
than what you live now
weakness pouring out of your
horrid face acne pimples
repulsive you can at least
make money
but NO not even that you're
ugly and poor and you think
you're some kind of Bukowski
reborn always drinking
and farting and snoring and
your moments in time
are useless
and your poems are useless
get a damn job
or it's divorce for me and you
worthless no good waste.
(Somewhere a soul drops
to his knees and palms his face...
Somewhere another man
realizes there are millions
of others willing
to take his
place.)
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