I sat on a bench for an hour
ugly dogs and sad people
grey men with bad backs
carrying shit and ancient thoughts
I wonder about a blonde lady
was she the one who gave blowjobs and never made you call her
I wonder how long he will take to realize he’s gay
or hates his father
how much of that college degree do you really use?
do you feel pretty today?
does your ass look good in the mirror?
who tells you that you look beautiful in the morning?
ever fuck a hooker?
she has feelings to you know?
so do I, on this sad park bench