Tuesday

internship

maybe a tie
will wear an I
more like
a smile wears
a mile of falsity--

o this eternal dream of mine!
to get unpaid
building former
ladders

how, I hear stories of
retrieving copies and coffee
in this false city!
where
the men wear suits
of glass
and buildings, lasso
horizons and
pearls of reflection

can't wait for the indigestion
of this subway experience
traveling like a fork through
esophagi

can't wait to
wear hard brown smog to sleep,
like a sarcophagi

WAIT...

can't tour
bus-subterranean nightmares
even if
like a nice guy
I (shhhh)grin.

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