A Brief Diatribe Conjuring Cynicism


The only way I know that I’m definitely developing as an adult in life,
is from a direct result of either trauma or travel.
The rest is secondary, or readily available through Amazon.com.
In between a life of fleeting rents, and housemates peddling E, and lots of beer,
that’s all I’m really sure about.

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