902

slept with a six pack
as a rough pillow

ain’t had a bite to eat
but it’s been a pretty day
so I take my pillow
and my cigarettes
out to the street

every night I pace
somebody else’s carpet
a friend’s or a stranger’s

I’ve grown to hate my bed
and the walls around it

then I pass out
while listening to the classics
rumble beside my pillow

Bach is my new bedmate

it’s a hideous joke

this is a day

and it’s like yesterday
and yesterday’s yesterday

so on

you can say I’m not
living just right
but I try not to worry
about a thing
and to say cliches when I can

I think about telling her
to call me
or telling her I still
have all her notes

but it’s been a pretty day
and she don’t want to hear
a damn thing from me
so I’ll stay up to dawn
doing the same things
I’ve gotten so good at

what a hideous day

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