Mondays

I
go to class, (and) get another A,

drive home without a/c [(no C’s) (sweltering urban jungle)], (and) eat frozen
food;

I smoke t(w)o(o) many bowls of shisha, (and)
masturbate to high-quality lesbian
porn;

I drink moscato in the bath(tub), (and)
dream about prescient Summer’s promise
of
(post)modern literature, pretentious movies, long(ing) days, (and)
maybe an occasional fuck.

Monday’s good 
luck charm
is an ice-cream truck’s 
f(l)at tire, (and)
a
discarded
McDonald’s

paper bag.

Willie Watt
05.09.16 

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