Posted on 30th April 2010One Response
Rachel Rabbit’s Bourgie Nightmare: Equinox III
Equinox III
by Rachel Rabbit
There are 10 empty treadmills at lunchtime.
Faux punk dude picks the one next to me,
Runs hard while I walk.
He’s there the next day, the next.
I had to quit.
The money I save can now go to the orphans, the rainforest.
More likely, TJ Maxx.
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Posted on 30 April 2010 at 2:03 pm
i fucking love your poetry.
it makes me so happy.