gum

when i get high i wait
all i do is wait
what do i do now?

what do I do now that you’re here?
well i guess i’ll wait

i’ll wait with your murky bones
that smell like gum

i’ll progress in patience in front of you
i’ll wait out the rain to wait for you

until the red vinyl pops its head
and the waiting has run out
like the gum in the box

in your purse.

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