Random People Out of Nowhere
They paid me seventy-eight dollars to break dance he told me
After he did a little break-dancing in my four foot by three-foot office
Slamming his feet into my desk and stuff.
Who paid you? I asked him.
Random people.
Where did they come from?
They came out of nowhere.
And they paid your seventy-eight dollars to break dance.
He says, “I know….my mom was amazed too.”
I get to spend all day with these little imaginations.
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