Brushless car wash.
Robocalls
And free lanyards.
Soft-focus daydreams
On an hourly wage.
Living loses its luster
When you wake up alone.
Scroll, scroll
And still you’re no closer
To an answer.
That’s no guardian angel-
It’s just a shadow creeping
Down the wall.
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