Days

“This wicked city/has dragged you down/your with the red lights /your side of town”

I feel shocking. My memory is full of holes. My concentration is shot.

Maybe I should move to Berlin or Paris?

Tired, tired, tired.

Gums bleeding. Mind needs weeding.

Mental hospitals empty.

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