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Jul 2018
yuppy girl frowns
when yuppy boy
grows beard; u look
like a beatnik she
complains; he grins
u don't even know
what a beatnik is!
do u? I'm one!! u're
a ***** hipster! I'm
going to go shoot
******! I'm going to
the bar to **** off
some ****** for blow!
wow, that's ghetto!
let's **** right now!
I'm too cool for u -
roles reversed,  yuppy
girl hits the bar; who's
got the next big thing?
she says sliding onto the stool;
                while she was gone            bf shaves off the scraggly goatee,
spikes his vein & calls his
                                                            new round-the-way-girl: a *****
he met          writing poetry
                                                      in the park; her baby daddy a painter
doing thirty years for ******; baby
girl gone into foster care; she
read the poem that transfixed him & changed his life;
from that moment he knew
what his eventual novel                      would be about;
the girl poet w/ long straight black         hair & sallow skin covered in      
               b/w tattoos
like Op-Art;                    nostrils & ears        lined w/ silver rings
                     on gold                   chains:
she said she was             kidding when she said
             she was a Satanist but yuppy boy wasn't sure;
                                      his mind shrouded
in cloudy      half-recalled paranoid panic;
superstitions held in the                              
             basin of the    empty psychic pan;
             his Appalachian ancestors' voices            echoing from the river; her eyes
not           bright but        white blue green yellow sunlit;
                          open & shining yet dreary
                & ever forlorn;
she gave him the white           packet                          
       & clean                      syringe: he gave her a twenty;
first time? she said;
yeh, said he [         ]
                come back & tell me how good it was:
it was good | [                   ]
he came back                    after yuppy girl dumped him;
he'll never get off the **** now
& she's got thirty years to ****
Johnny  Noiπ
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