this place is
boring
and
unproductive
better off
going into
town and
drinking
a bit
socializing
or getting
hammered
in another
state
memories of the
past
surrounding
like vultures
waiting for
some fresh meat
to pick from
all the bones
helping him
stand
there’s more to
do
can’t find it
anywhere
truth eludes
him as well
whatever they
tell him
he seems to
accept
won’t fully
believe
no one ever
really means
what they say
he should go
out to dinner
without anyone
else
and see who
shows
up as months
pass
no faces across
the table
won’t even
waste his time
with words that
he
probably won’t
remember…
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