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the luxury of being wa(i)st(e) full

16 hr 7 days      
got me bitchin about the suns rays      
but at least      
i can afford to spill my beer        
and not have it ruin my life right now      
       
i can offer every pair of shoes        
i own to the concrete gods      
in effigy      
of my feet not being in them yet      
       
i can put a message      
in a 40 bottle        
and try to throw it into the mississippi river      
       
probably hit an oncoming vehicle      
and afford to get a lawyer      
       
i can wish i had a dog  
talk to myself all day long      
and only vocalize      
when i come home alone and put it in text     
for a bunch of people i've never even met on the fuckin internet      
i certainly bitch      
about all the shitty messes i put myself in      
how much i hate all the hate      
and a lil love      
might be a gift      
but i'm just talkin shit      
i'll always be a negative prick      
it's really a personal test      
to keep that verbal in check      
until you've seen the last of the last
of the phillies or mets  
    
i'll still be splappin my    
     
N.Y    
   
         
silly dick down in print      
       
       
       
       
 
Written by johnrot
Published | Edited 31st Aug 2013
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