Parked on a park bench
Watching young girls sell hard against the boulevard
So they can do smack out back with the white trash boys
Who size me up
Hats crooked like their mothers teeth
Slouching and leaning in their stride
No real threat to any one but themselves
drawn out skinny arms with bad back room tattoos already turning blue
This is our future or part of it
While a young couple breezes by both with their noses buried in smart phones
Oblivious to anything outside their happy little bubble
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