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Aleksey dayen |
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FIRST MARRIAGE I was down to zero again shivering and trembling inside and out. Took out from the drawer the wedding band - symbol of my first marriage. Sold it to a Puerto Rican jeweler for 50 bucks. With that money, I went to a grocer and bought bread and butter, meat and cheese, and four packs of cigs. Stopped by a liquor store bought 1.75 liters of some Southern bourbon. Went home down to the zero again. Emptied what was left of my marriage on the table. Not much - I said to myself - but good enough for me I poured a drink and went out on the fire escape to watch the children play in the middle of West 106 Street - Duke Ellington Boulevard. corporate America, unfucked they call it "to be polite" "be Polite and Smile" do the small talk all that you can find in hardbound tell aged anecdotes and don't go outside with a black eye show concern about your health show concern suspect everyone just the other day I lit a cigarette as I exited the liquor store carrying a plastic bag with a pint of Jack girl in her mid-twenties came up to me and said - because you smoke you gonna have cancer and soon you will die I looked down at her 5'1'' white ugly bitch hair dyed blonde bitten fingernails and unshaved legs I replied - your problem is that you haven't been fucked for a long time do yourself and everybody a favor: fuck someone she stood there scratching her elbow as I walked away here's the problem with America - no body fucks nor makes love anymore SUMMERTIME Summertime is always Sudden on the Northern East Coast Women in mini-skirts Swinging their hips Conducting with their arms and Creating earthquakes with their breasts They are taking New York By the balls Gimme back my winter I wanna wander around and wonder How those girls would look Without their clothes Or take me back to a rainy fall When the streets are deserted Untouched and never walked upon By women It's hard to walk down the streets With a hard on |