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On weekends, punctually at 6.00 pm on Fridays,
Unsupported by a general public groundswell, I unravel.
Wear costumes, go to concerts, I
Die in bed, I jump off bridges. No one
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The vast green sheet glass cuts away the surroundings, the community,
Does not blend well with the glace'-pink stone.
The presence, against the weather, though, is BOLD. They bring
Ready-flowered shrubs in spring, no time to wait (They
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(Whose eggs are broken?
To make an omelet for whom?)

Jagged steel of exploded buildings stabbing the sky, black smoke
...

You buy groceries, supplies rather, to keep
The mortal coil together. This can include
Wrap-around sunglasses
To make you look nubile.
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On weekends, punctually at 6.00 pm on Fridays,
Unsupported by a general public groundswell, I unravel.
Wear costumes, go to concerts, I
Die in bed, I jump off bridges. No one
Applauds, there is no police car trying
To save me. It is a lifestyle choice, like
Wearing alien glasses: I scandalize the suburbs.
In staid Indian parties, I produce clandestine
Marijuana chocolates i.e. recite poetry. The applause
Is muted. But it is there.
My drunk lasts only two days. Punctually at 6.00 pm
On Sundays, I curse, (Yes, I say 'fxxk! ') , I vacuum,
I laundry, I iron, I pack a healthy brown bag:
One apple, one protein bar and a Greek yogurt,
I wear my pants one leg at a time, I polish my
Burgundy-brown dress shoes to a sheen, I produce
ROI for American Capital. A very public groundswell
Supports me. My bright red car of Japanese manufacture
Stands at my door, servile and buttoned down.
Its chrome is shining.

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