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the job company

waking up from a bad dream an hour before i fell asleep again  
smells like a ten year old cross town city bus in here  
where nostrils whisper every lil sniffle  
that life says she loves me but she gotta be with the other safe bet  
him  
he who is not having to do as many push ups as his addictions  
 
as a guy who shaves  
 
not a tattoo dude who's seen and done some things he would not ever share with you if you weren't there  
she needs the easy douche bag with decorative guitars and  
religion  
 who doesn't ask too many questions and just let's her do her thing  
who prolly won't get drunk and beat the shit out of her but take her back after all her devious transgressions  
one who hasn't spent enough time smoking cigarettes next to dumpsters to figure out you have to become a scary thing  
to not be afraid anymore  
 
a man who i'm obviously still jealous of  
 
 
but in spite of feeling sorry for myself  
 
the lady always only beats me by a fender  
a C hair  
by a clip of a kool short that i gave to a homeless woman down on florida blvd anyway  
always shark week in the city and all the good girls know somehow  
you accidentally married a hooker once  
the problem was  
it really was for love  
for penance  
something to write about later  
to find out how to beat the piss test  
just after all the heroin dealers get kicked out of the halfway house  
and now all you really wanna do is relapse
Written by johnrot
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