life has been that way lately
mantras, mistakes y maleducados
only maladapt my muses into mined melodramas
all the more
Ludlow St. and its theater of the absurb
caressing my belly
in a laughbable lower-east side kind of way
sometimes pit-in-stomach nervousness
or raucous belts
you need humor to
remember scripted and sculptured lines
enacting different characters
dressed in affect and accents
to narrate sweet nothings
behind the bar
scenes are for scenesters
text and empty sex to lull
this act to a close
et fin.
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