
The rain pours down
sheets of shimmering shit
and in walks drowning rats
Mommy dearest
searches dusty shelves
diapers and a nip of scotch
Tape, duct specifically
I hear fixes everything
Except for busted condoms
says the dyed teen mom
shaking from baby syndrome
~
~Shoes squeak on linoleum
shifting through sticky aisles
I am the night watchman
guarding the high moon vagabonds
high wattage lights
blind the starry eyes
I am the night watchman
Lottery Special; 2 for 1~
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Pennies drop
from Grandma Rags
50 for a cup of coffee
I drag my wrist
across hacked phlegm
damn kids got me sick again
You could fill a sewer
with all the shit
that dings through those sliding doors
Maybe dad was right
8th grade math only
keeps me sweeping floors
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~Shoes squeak on linoleum
shifting through sticky aisles
I am the night watchman
guarding the high moon wanderers
high wattage lights
blind the starry eyes
I am the night watchman
Lowest state price on Marlboros
I am the night watchman
My pride on special just tonight~
~
The sun peaks up
not smiling for me
my eyes are dragging black
This super-hero polo
is needing a wash
and the landlord needs the rent
About the Creator
Emily McGuff
Author of Crystalline (self-published on Amazon)
Lover of lyrics and poetry.
Obsessed with sci-fi and fantasy.



Comments (1)
I sure get that. It all comes back to bite.