found out my friend's husband had a stroke,
he's in a wheelchair now
corporate America has bought
all the places where i use to hang out


"fry street" is now townie's
the whole vibe's kind of moved to the square
and those run down old apartments
have a waiting list up to six years



a place where ya use to drink all night,
play chess, or stop to cool your head
now sales sandwiches
made all... on Pita Bread

there's a place beside where the "hack-circle" is no more
that says "crusty.." something by the door

making it clear that my days of 'rad' are dead
(screwit)
i think i'll get a bite down at "banter" instead