scum of my sleep

Leglessly drunk I walk around town

with the scum of my sleep in my mouth

I briskly vomit at the moon

And swallow it down if I can't

I knock on walls and yell at doors

My piss explores the fine oak floor

At work, I take a million shits

I‘d never take at home

Food repels the hunger

I am ready for a smoke

Drinking at the station

And call it all a summer

dinner was amazing

and there’s half a joint outside

the mercantile realities of man

do not beget me