the fuel that perpetuates my boredom
is life,
work,
women,
cars, bicycles, kids, teenagers
hippies in carharts
and bums,
hippies themselves,
fag’s
truck’s that haul things
to faraway places
diplomats,
daytime talk shows
people who nod off on heroin
or video games
dirty fish tanks
$800 fish,
or dog’s, or cats,
this poem
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excellent. in a short concise shopping list you've managed to contain all the items of tacky modern disposable living- the things that populate the world of your poems.