dreamer, nothing but a
doodling before i walk on home
make a few things
starbucks god whatever
getting tired
not interested
some things uh
other things egh
the market
fission
boredom
money
math
the sky is open
a picture taken in hope
never waiting
walking through a door
cracks, pavement stable
movement, traffic like thursday
homeless look fed
a pleasant walk home
chicken broth skim fat mmmmmm
tower of dish
how deep is your love
pile of life
white people, starbucks
i guess if we have to
yea sounds like fun (laughter)
happy to leave
coffee, without
my energy is low
hunger like dragons
bbq dragons
bbq poems
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