We are all imperfect
pieces of people
from lives long past.

A mixtape with
too many DJ's;
a rap ballad with
-at the minimum-
eight-plus features
and three producer tags.

O.R. nursin' our way
through another
twelve hour shift
with a distinct
lack of direction:
adrift.

Then, nursing a
twelve-pack with a
perceived sense
of our sensibilities-
prejudiced by
our pride.

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We are all imperfect
pieces of people
from lives long past-
and,
~
~
~
that's O.K.