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November 30, 2020

My New Friends

I’m new in town
and my only friends

are the cockroaches

that crawl on the floor and walls

they may carry some things

but they don’t carry cash

and they don’t take american express 


in this cheap 575 square foot studio apartment

walls are twiggy-thin and closing in

floors groan like an old man getting out of a chair 

I’m almost out of booze and time

I’m down to my last few dollars


staring out the window

neighbors cooking out on the grill

watching the planes comin’ into land

maybe I’ll take a walk down the street

don’t wanna think about my future

don’t wanna think about my past

sure don’t wanna think about the present

don’t wanna think, just wanna drink

some cheap wine will do; it’ll have to