On a cold june night
In the month may
I ran down an alley
Not to get away
But to find the basement
That everyone
Talking about
And writing down in macbooks
In starbucks
They told me not to go there but I went there
Skinny jeans and retro tees with
clutural accessories
They told me not to go there but I went there
Only to find I didn’t understand
Kerouiacian philosophy
If I knew what was good for me
I would have kept my mouth shut
But they Half heartedly ripped my guts out
I killed My friend infected by some
psuedo animal collective
Electronic garbage
Like a prisoner in his own home
Like a king who has to buy his own throne
I was on my own
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