bike seat
ripping through the city streets
on it, man,
a tired boy
grinding through the days
maybe something soon
will catch his eye
Tag: tired
poem: toothless and tired, slurping up pablum
toothless and tired, slurping up pablum
the poisonous stench
is lessened in here
paying attention? nah, paying by credit
later I’ll cover the bill
poem: sick admissions
sick admissions
stolid missions
ice in boxes through the window
freezing all my toesies
leaving me tired
alone
