No more weekends in AmeriKKKa - remain working
whenever possible (even when not got paid)
because status slipping (into noose?), doom lurking
so seven days forever slob, dreaming of shade,
motherfuckin' vacation long past overdue
but don't come in bright-colored envelope so gets
ignored in the juggle; born in the struggle, flew
straight from womb into instability, no nets
to land in, high-wired self with amphetamine dream
states for long periods, but now mostly reside
(hide?) in the vicodin fog; land still ruled by C.R.E.A.M.
so even as unemployed steadily stay applied
for new position, for refinance of my none;
ain't no off-days for slow death, deep breath, uncock gun.
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