whose listening to who

 spilling out words

half a decade gone

shuffled music

the rich & the poor

& those leaning in one

direction or the other

losing banked money

drinking down

sur charged beer

same crowds

new wishes

light switch on

wait till i return

feeling at home

in this city

influencing others

and stealing souls

i will look you in the eyes

stoop sitting neighborhood

street cards drive two ways

cooking at home with

hot sauce variety

older people in places of power

senate white house state

and seated getting a 

lime splash of warm sunlight

audio costs almost free

where does the money come from

landed like a pickled kickflip

from the jar to be digested

sour at no one when you're living

large on the government dole

clean clothes and therapy

if you call it that

those puerto rican summers sure

felt nice to back a corona 

nevermind i'm glad i'm home

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