#1989

beneath a flat gray ceiling, no sun no sky
I think we live in a fucking parking garage
breathing in exhaust and someone else’s ash

keep your head down, write your shitty poetry
avoid the puddles and the bodies
eh, we’re all gonna die anyway
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