it rained yesterday
and i spent
three hundred dollars
on a fucking juicer.
because i think
like a goldfish
that forgets
every five seconds. or is
that bullshit?
is it every three seconds?
but regardless
i know i can juice orange
and celery and apple
and a nice spice
like cinnamon
or ginger
to make the perfect drink.
fuck it.
ill save three hundred
and by the perfect drink
every night
for two dollars
and fifty cents.
a rum and pineapple
or vodka tea
or sanity
and lime.
and talk to someone.
anyone i wish
about shit
and shit.
and shit.
shit.