
try too hard
should i snap my bar
lower any expectation to the level of a sidecar
one remark
on the way i park
will contaminate my dignity
put me on the bottom of the arc
i’m past my prime
only crime
i commit
defending weeds using my sympathy for clicks
a kind soul dies
in the lies
of a wick
that’ll oxidize carbon monoxide as a bit
– D K T