a time machine
free range furniture
natural ice + conditioned air
roam sweet roam
here’re some things I seen today
I seen them on the streets
I rambled round the morning way
and these the things I meets
this one spun me, spit me out
a broken time machine
that one called himself a couch
(forgot to hide his feets)
then I seen two winter boxes
beated by the heat
and sweetly sleeping PBR
upon his paisley seat
I like the little garbage gems
(they remind me of me)
perhaps I’ll visit here again
to dance with the debris
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