Washington Blvd.

Sat, 01/21/2017 - 00:34 -- jmurph

years of my life viewing Washington Blvd. from a car-

a sweaty bear upon the bathroom that I drew

murals upon uninvasive species propogated for nothing

never any knowledge of the teenagers, the single mothers, the former linemen

inhaling antivenom, never a neon blue flicker through tinted windows

til 5:24 am

I peak out from behind my curtains, stalking the light with fear like a cat

I am driving myself to nude, fetal naps

she hides me from the news.

This poem is about: 
Me
My country
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