It’s in the clouds.
Heavy smoke fills the air.
Animaniacs on the sam goodie hand-me-down tv
He sits in a dirty grey lazy boy
Covered in a black and blue
Parsippany Hills Vikings logo blanket.
The couch is brown and sunken,
Like the stoned eyes of the boys sitting there
Drawn into the middle by gravity.
Coke cans and beer cans border everything,
Chairs and couches and desks expanded out like NYC,
Landfill trash.
Stains and burns on the green bay packer blanket on the floor
That’s laid out to cover the stains and burns on the sapphire carpet.
Little holes puncturing posters from airsoft pistols.
Ashtrays overflowing, coughing out dust.
Bags of green and bags of white.
Crates of vinyl,
Incense lit.
Eyes closed.
Lifted.
It’s just a Tuesday night.
But that was life in 2009.
Waking up alone,
With work in 10..
