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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