bathroom linoleum beige white tiles
contemplating our life in the kala yuga
i won't kill myself
looking down bare feet gray tarnished grime
"what is happening," bellows the homeless man
on broadway lifting cup of loose change to the sky
i lived once among the whines of the altruistic
doling goodwill sweaters drab faded benediction
to all who would accept them the lost generation
soot stained fingernails scratch at layers of loose skin
bathing in holy feculence thwarting damnation
peeling chapped lips
nothing left but cold damp collapse
fucking and pissing and breathing realizing
everyone's shit stinks
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wow, this is really good.
yeah this is cool
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