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bizarrely warm Sunday afternoon a-brewing locally
time for wandering romance? staring at the sky?
touching concrete sidewalks in corners I ain’t been?
idly writing poetry underneath naked trees along the river?
nah fam, late capitalism economic insecurity
got me fearing the arrival of Monday
and another week of barely getting by
another week of barely not choking on debt
another week of hoping the art I’ve already done helps
immunize me against this week’s poison culture onslaught
since I don’t have the energy to do anything more
right now
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