night once had a life worth living. now i can’t keep awake long enough to see anything interesting. don’t get me wrong, i still yawn at dawn, but now it’s from waking. i’m never nodding off. i slept through all of you getting crazy like clockwork. my watch always says “too late.” so why wear it out? why wear it out when it wears me out? if you believe that “belly up to the bar, boys!” shit, i’ve got some land and a van to sell you. when one of them says he’s one of us we’d be damned dead to disagree. who are we if not a reflection of them, of you, of me. we’re all the same leak on the same boat. we all treat water to keep afloat. most of us drown with our sorrows while our tomorrows wash us up as wrecked, wretched waste. we still line up for a taste of how the other half lives. you fat cats eating hot dogs.
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