Arrivederci e Grazie (edit 1: Rowens, tomoffing)

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All the things I can't say I drink
Golden Monkeys in plastic silence, I
miss those I never knew--
and just like you I find
debilitation more warming than
parents decorating trees for their son who
stalks longboards on Broadway and
Fifth. Never knew him "for real,"
only what I could muster
squatting naked on a shredder,
shitty poesies distilled.

I wish my desk would stop swaying,
a roommate's amateur lesbian fuck
makes me feel awkward catching my keyboard.

I suppose
I'm only a little more important than lube on a Sunday morning.

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Edit 1:
All the things I can't say I drink
Golden Monkeys in plastic silence, I
miss those I never knew--
and just like you I find
intemperance more analeptic than
parents decorating trees for their son
who stalks longboards on Broadway and Fifth.
Never knew him "for real,"
only what I'd muster
squatting naked on a shredder,
shitty poesies distilled.

I wish my desk would stop swaying,
a roommate's amateur lesbian fuck
makes me feel awkward catching my keyboard.

I suppose I am only a little
more important than lube
on a Sunday morning.