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Jun 2017
There they go again
With their coffees
Or whatever they are drinking

Off to the job site
I like to people watch
At Starbucks

Any hour of the day really

You know there is usually
Some spilled beans
And maybe some *****
That has been poured out
Of my *** bottle

In the parking space
Where my car was just parked

I'm not really going anywhere
I'm not goal oriented

I like to watch
The ***** of women
Jiggle as they walk

Sometimes if I am sneaky enough
I can get a ******* picture
With my IPad

The birds keep hopping around

I have known such crass materialists
And how they slaved their life away
Make more, spend more
Now earn more to spend more
Everything costs
What a waste and a chore

Could have retired many years ago
But always had to spend more you know

Goodbye to my parents
Goodbye to that ******* house

I live out of my car
And at the old family property

I'm still waiting
For the new house
With my own guest house

Away from the bodies
Who have bothered me

Nadal won the French Open
Do you care?

I am the body sitting over there
Nobody talks to me
And life's not fair

Off to the gardens
To read a book

It's a beautiful world
Don't forget to look
Matt
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Matt  34/M/Los Angeles
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