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Hellified Tantamounts

This is a spider session, replete
with the sunglass woman
eyeing me from across
the street

I donít want to hear music

there is nothing I want to see

there is nothing to say

Iím watching this all from
across the street and itís
boring

pine tar dripping from my
ceiling

black widows forming webs
across my doorway

another job in hell tomorrow

I was just another pawn in
the sickest game of all

liquor for dinner

locking my keys in my car

I need more bubble wrap

what a sloppy drunk to be

The ‹bermensch was a
long way off

and I was taking orders from
people who didnít know
what they were doing,
yet, we got it all done

Taurek
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