a failed hello in the supermarket aisle half-smiling we reach for the same packet as if we share some pages
pity you’re not scoping for a thin read
& here I was thinking powerdressing was some 80s throwback but there you float designer swan black plumage all clopping heels & purpose
& anyway hypothetically how long before I’d spill about the ‘best employer anyone ever had’ & the drug I take when I’m the only one in the office
yeah ok office schmoffice it’s a meth-lab sometimes you just have to eat what they give you
& yeah my flared jeans are 6 years past their use-by my shoes too chunky but no way am I ditching this gimmick t-shirt that says ‘tac-tics’ instead of you guessed it
second thoughts sorry bout the meth-lab thing that was just to freak your mother
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