Late night TV a
wonderland of fast money
junkyard of trashed dreams.
Channel surfing at 3 am
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Late night TV a
wonderland of fast money
junkyard of trashed dreams.
Late night TV a
wonderland of fast money
junkyard of trashed dreams.
“Let’s go to the beach!”
One kid, online, shrugs as the
other keeps texting.
“In a typical week, only 6 percent of children ages nine to thirteen play outside on their own.”
from The Option of Urbanism: Investing in a New American Dream by Christopher B. Leinberger
Rumbles of thunder
promise that soon fat raindrops
will bring refreshment.
Expected to know
all the dishes, servers eat
the entire menu.
Panera’s didn’t
call, nor Applebee’s. Rejec-
tion’s hard at sixteen.
Has it really been
a month since I told you all
about my day, dear?
Formally over
twelve years of learning to look
good on this one night.
such a sweet ride they
didn’t want to leave so they
did Wendy’s drive-thru
She can’t stand her. He’s
her ex, so don’t include them.
Can’t we go alone?