recipe

if you wanna wallow in the pig trough, you can light sparklers
in the street w/ the dudebros

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i was a dumb kid when you arrived
and now i’m not

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now i can get off the internet
and just be a person

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my grandmother outlived her ability to speak
her first language, she was 97

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your dropbox is full and is no longer syncing files

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in the time of convenience stores, i got treated
like a convenience store

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what doesn’t the revolving door
deserve

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how do you give yourself to yourself
if there’s no such thing

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keep peeling the potatoes, will you, and
we’ll let you know when it’s ready

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you ride someone’s tail, i step on the fake brake
and nothing happens, we’re safe

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i mean if you’re gonna be a nobody
have some class about it

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shake up the pepsi before you hand it
to the scab

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there’s no such thing as a good millionaire
everybody knows

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tuck the corpse into your billfold
like there’s furniture in the mountains

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for just a minute, maybe longer, stop being
everything you’ve made