it's december 13th
day after my mother's birthday...
fuck.
it snowed this morning
but now it's rain
and my gutter is makinng this haunting sound
that sounds like stomach. washing machine.
the fish tank still putters
and the water in there is getting
pretty bad.
Poor fish.
Today, I think, I will not spend any money.
besides
one 8oz cup of black poison.
one dollar
from the cafe called sweet life
just a bunch of broke gals
workin for college or booze
I got the blues
cuz i spent all my money on booze
i should change the water
in my tank.
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