Treasure Map

I am on 4th street.
I'm on mother fucking 4th street,
and you are nowhere.

40 hours.
I wait.
like weight.

I'm dead,
but I am gonna eat eggs and cry.

I wake a souvenir,
made of paper and gloom;
you can buy me and us
at a bookstore.

but I am done,
because I hate everything
about this town
called tragedy.