Well it’s about
noon I suppose
and i’ve been doing
some thinking.
What’s a man to do
with all things natural
and all things acquired?
Well it’s about
noon I suppose
and it’s about that
time for some coffee.
I need a cigarette
I need cough syrup
my throat is bleeding
and i can’t seem
to get enough.
Non-Fiction Collection
©Bobby Ruelas
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