An AI fear ifier, launched on Joe Rogan,

ALARM WOLVES LOOSE EATER ROBOTS ON FLOCK ALARM,

naw, out here, on the border, well,

watch fargo, joe, we have chippers, big chippers and

plenty of retards to run them. We use AI to foment joy juice.

Don't play been there done that with me.

Money, these guys believe, as takers have told them,

no givers have shown them grace
for grace,
you want it, get it, that's the secret,
slow and steady wins the race, to get old
you gotta live this long

that's a song,
you can humm along,
any good deed is tainted by money love lessons
learned under weight of student loans

guaranteed, student for ever  or

if high school was your limit, we got sports, you can watch

and feel a weness in the strength of Sunday Gladiators,

but war is unthinkable here,
on this level of reality, mere words may **** a will,
but not an actual made way,

as in made man in the mafia movies, a way, once made

remains. Siempre phibeta or worse. Life won, that's how this was done.

In an armchair at the hotel reception
I am practising my lines
outside there's a thunderstorm
the rain rattles each time
the doors open

Repeating sentences
in between, watching
the public theatre
of the beautiful outside
of the elderly couple

sipping a drink
and waiting impatiently for a taxi
talking about friends and acquaintances
in whom they recognize the inner sides
of the characters from the play