on the back patio again
enjoying a top shelf whiskey
and a middle shelf stick
I guess you wonder if I
ever do anything else
well I do
but half isn’t worth writing about
just working to make
the rich more rich
trying to survive
there are now four teenage
boys in my living room playing
video games and eating my food
they are my stepson’s friends
I don’t make a habit of
hanging with teenage boys
that’s part of the reason why I’m
outside trying to enjoy my
brown stick and fluid
I say trying because
these goddamned flies
are making living hard for me
landing in my hair
on my face
hovering around my drink
just being pests for the sake of it
an ice cream truck just rolled through
playing the anthem of pedophillia
I should go get his contact information
just in case the boys act up tonight
Gloomy Forebodings 