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i am the neighbor
watching this shit
and instead of congratulating the dog
(or helping the mailman)
i sit at my kitchen table and think:
is this life?

oh sweet i got a text
"sup" she asked
"contemplating the absurd"
i say
i hate her
and i hate me
and i hate that goddamn mailman working minimum wage
and that fucking dog with his fucking power struggle
and those shithead flowers
those flowers
coming up out of the ground like it's magic
like they know the secret and won't tell me.