in a house that is made
of spider webs and sin.
getting more and more
political these weekends
when anger is convenient.
takes a lot of work
and writing,
but makes a good distraction.
then again,
can't eat brunch
and pretend to be mad at the situation.
doesn't bother me too much,
I am unworthy,
but in the midtown we dream.
betting on the spread,
and I sleep in m sunglasses,
because tomorrow will be patterns.