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He lay hands on my shoulder asked me how i’d been like any fool he thought he’d

be forever king

But those who rise on handouts sit on paper thrones it just takes one lit match

or steady time to fuck em in their hearts

The way your life disintegrates during someone’s thursday bar shift and the

band plays on

The way your life disintegrates in plain view on the dance floor to the sound

of high lifes popping

And the band plays on

Oh god

Drank whiskey from a silver flask on Bushwick Avenue that caught the street

light sucker bright

By the deli window with old sodas sitting sunbleached in the shimmering night

Untouched for years and out of date who had I been when they went fresh into

the light

I drank away the obvious truth of bodies secrets hiding sadder than you’d think

Think til reality seizured around me an innocent thursday the worst day

An innocent thursday the worst day of my life I’ll scatter his teeth beat him

clean but an emptiness grins

And I know it’s a game I can’t win tossing turning in rage futile as a hooked

fish

Stains the wood til the sun stained the sky as the fisherman smiles and he

takes off the head and finally i slept

And the band plays on

Oh god

I loved her with no thought for me, reckless as a drunk driver exhales and

turns the key

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