might as well talk to the television. nobody listens to nothing but themselves. (set in their ways; running in place). i know that the same can be said for me; i hate or am afraid of everyone that i see. (beaming with pride; i hope they die).
luxury condos and student housing. miles of debris as they haul the raw shit in. i learned so much watching those trucks. saw them breaking ground - silver shovels reflecting sun in all our eyes. saw the look on the backer's face as they mayor congratulates him like he won the grand prize.
they brushed us off into the street and kept us out with reinforced concrete. disposed of us and our modest needs. this country is free. (and it's freeest for people like these, in spite of their beliefs).
caught flipping through spots in the globe and mail. fraught, fidgety, fucking completely unable to talk.
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