Dapper Businesswoman

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i look out from the overhang bench
yeah

autumn has the trees in her teeth now
as they bleed so many impressions

a farewell
from a friend and a burning hello
to the evaporation of the forest


there are fresh puddles
god must have just pissed

the sound of dampness runs endlessly alone
colliding like
this
this shiver wrapping around my body

there's another sound
some old man coughing
up a cigarette he had in 1959
i feel like
that's the same thing i'm doing
but
it's all my regrets
silvering up my greasy throat
coming out
as something so disgusting
i can't kill it
i can't kill it
as it squirms
paralyzing my eyes with
with sadistic cycles
of feeling nothing long enough to
notice it



then he spits
Landing is mark
as if it were his old twenty two
on my melodramatics

"ATTENTION PASSENGERS THE NEXT INBOUND TRAIN TO BOSTON IS NOW ARRIVING"

train's coming now