the construction workers
they pause
when i walk to the train

someone's child is crying in a stroller
and mommy is feeding it french fries

i heard he lost his hair again but asks a lot of questions

only reason i am stuck is because i wont agree to be free

spit on your own cock from now on boys

the promotion led that boy straight down
the darkest alleys of this city

have a good time, oh you know

I'm going to explode

he said CEOs come and go
i want to control.

seema is
bipedal and has the opposable thumb
but fails as a person.

Upstairs

“It’s so cold outside, man.”

“Well you know next month is February.”



I am upstairs.

Watching him walk.

In my bed

I am cuddling gray.

And I think:

from the high window,

he is my February.