by John Rocco
I’m sorry, Miller
but I have 62¢ in the bank all of it
collection agency vampire impervious
to the stake
bad weather, worse tomorrow
no vodka, less wine
holes in my socks and broken
heart bleeding shirt over her
like John Wayne killed at
the end of THE SANDS OF IWO JIMA
I just didn’t know he could do that
die
like the text messages I got from her
reminding me I’m the happiest man alive
fucking lol again
and out.
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