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Sunday, August 7, 2011

THOSE

     THOSE

















This—like all that came before it and all that will come after it—is for those.

those
who paced phone in hand, waiting for pusher-man to arrive with their respective surprise.

those
who steam for pillow dreams and beams of the light green, striving to know what it all means.
those
who seek thrills in form of pills, remain paying the dollar bill for your fill.
those
framing flies by ingesting the fungi—absolutely and positively high
those
CD-casing lines of white so clear of bind, it burns while you yearn for more— More.
those
supposed OGs addicted to OCs from beach long who could sing a song , who’s“never wrong”
those
tweakers whose life remains on blasted speakers, always in search of
PEAKers.
those
who troop to Country View to get your mind a stew, keep doing what you do!
those
who hit the sauce in order to fake dreams of being a boss who never ask: “what does it cost?”
those
who rub liquid ‘cid on palms and enter forest to be calm and go by the name of, Tom.

those
on line at Acres High seeking high, up and down West Seneca they fly

those
who took the bait and stopped the hate and came and mate with room OneTwentyEight

those
Xannie-barred out with ATM cards out, en route to sin, trying to remember pin.
those
who can’t handle, the wait for aid that’s financial, placing spare change on mantle.

those
constantly chewing through lolli’s while in search of another date with molly

those
on line to get behind a dime and grind to top 40 rhymes—stop wasting your time

those
shorting dimes to pay the fines for the crimes they avoided doing time, living life like a corona holding the lime
those
supposed future linemen breaking hymens at Universities with girls who believe in “perfect timing”

those
middle class tricksters, repulsed by hipsters invading restaurants that sit on best listers.

those
trading in small town deers for big city tears, I hope you find what you fear.

those
who seek bliss from the ‘list, from jobs to a lady you can call Mrs.______________
those
not mentioned in here through name or societal fame yet believe they’re all the same.

                                You know, those

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