with nothing in mindwhich was an accomplishment

                                                   four minutes past midnightgreeting the new day was anything cookin

he was a greeter  once upon a time in a radicallydifferent life he might have worked for WalMart  served time in Hell

he was good at it

                 which is why he flexed muscles imposed his curiosity dealt his insights and perceptions to customers at a local liquorstore 

he greeted them by their names

they didnt know if they liked that

he made them like it

despite themselves

 

with nothing in mind 

                      he had given himself ten minutes to come up with something it was eleven past midnighthe better get a move on rather his brain had better 

FUCK YOU. 

          Ahgood still have a partner 

MISSED THE BOAT. FOURTEEN PAST.

Maybe in the morning

IF WE’RE STILL HERE.  

In the morning

LOVE YER OPTIMISM.

 

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