write your little poems for the
rest of your life rolling up
pennies for the top ramen and
beer because all the extras you
can shoplift for your kids so they
will feel normal in a digital
jungle of bad movies and violent
video games where a nigga is on
top of the game with a bigger
pistol in that drug kingdom of
advanced dementia where no
one buys any books or says yes
to beautiful until it all ends
up on You Tube where depression
hurts and no one gives a fuck anyway
unless you're stalking them with the
fake identity that made you want
to write a poem in the first place