Thursday, October 13, 2016

Kids are dreaming.

Kids are dreaming,
kids are screaming. 
Fleas are jumping
balls are smashed 
Another round,
who's got the cash?
Lock the doors 
keep on playing
wash the ash tray in the sink. 
Eat your souvlaki
blow a trumpet
cat-calls off the balcony
bar girl's upstairs
suns coming up
if you can't drive home–
sleep on the couch. 
Sweet dreams
nigh nigh—

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