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review for the twentysomething final exam

feed me the dull florescent light
and in the night the gnat flies dance beneath my eyes
into my brain trying to cling to the precious sweat of sanity
take my hand and tell me this still makes a man of me
and let your smooth sand skin
take me away while i slip inside
as you stare at me with an open mouth gasp no sound eyes wide

pass me by as i sigh without any guts or pick-up lines
drowning low self-esteem in a mighty Guinness pint
warm thick on a barstool
surrounded by fools, i mutter
as another girl id definitely fuck
wanders off with another cocky schmuck

hockey puck Hot Pocket microwave burrito meals
for one year an every other weekend 2 tab e-taker
for another decade an every other day dime plus pot smoker
former lives placed on a shelf
never steal but i give you everything
including way too much of myself
today im nothing but what i conceal

can you feel what i reveal?
not an open raincoat flasher
more like the white trash guy throwing all the old shit on my front lawn
not sure if i should fix it, shine it, or let it rust and move on
getting your groove on is tough when youre this rough on yourself
proving something is stupid i know
but the damn is rock solid because the water used to flow
so fucking hard and fast
forget the past
let the future rest
i do my best in this fluorescently lit cubicle called today
Hunter says, Buy the Ticket, Take the Ride
yet in small print under that i see the line
but how much should you pay?