Just a twenty-year-old
Sitting in the sunshine
Feeling the breeze coming through the door
As my future fuckup made breakfast in the kitchen
Unaware
The Morning I Discovered Sad Music
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tin hats 
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To my mind this is you through a Brautigan lens and that’s pretty near perfect.
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I’m taking it you have been in a coma. You fell down a flight of stairs while trying to find a syringe. All of your dogs have gone, the cats too. There is a woman in your bed and she doesn’t know your name, but she doesn’t care because she has been around the track a few times tonight. It’s snowing outside and the drifts are against your door. It is probably the end of the world and then you wake up. I can see all of this as I write to you right now. None of it matters, on this the final home stretch. Duke
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A life in a haiku. Nice Duke but painful.
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I wish I recognized these fuck ups before they happened.
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