In Which I Rip Off The Man The Myth The Legend For Some Proto-Celebration Of Our Turgid Redundancy
I saw the best minds of my generation [!!]
behind deli counters at boutique groceries
doling out black rice and mung beans for yuppie lacrosse moms
in their big boots and coats
and dangling mobile phone earpieces.
In yellow lobbies and quarantined
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