(st…st..st..stst…s)tumbling

there are 2 gunshots every minute and a half
the beat kicks in loud and monotonous: a neglected
dvd intro track every night 5 or 6 new cans advance
like pawns on the coffee-table from which
one morning they’ll tumble when our best friend
stumbles up the stairs and misses his bed falling
asleep in the puddle of his unfinished work his hand
slipping down his pants his unemployment check bringing
in just enough to buy the buds he needs to keep him stuck
in the glitch loop of a bad cd just before just just just before
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