"Evening Owls"
why do i keep coming back here?
this coffee shop used to be for the reclusive.
now its a flashy trend spot, hot shot.
we should go to L.A. and dress fancy, and become reality TV stars.
they have classes for that, don't they?
i once read a book that i didn't understand.
it was filled with satirical puns and witty banter, which made it irresistibly cool. unlike this.
she's kinda shy, and only smokes half of her cigarette, and sort of makes you laugh.
she's sooo retro, thats why you dig her.
didn't this place have a stalker kid behind the counter?
i wonder if he ever got his crush.
how about those kids that make good with their accounting degrees? they become assholes.
but hey, i really like that sweatshirt, and your new remix.
so as i sit here starring out a window, across a one way street, at a decrepit pedestrian bridge that leads to the 2nd largest University in nation,
i think "what the fuck."
and then,
"well hey did you get some? man, that is so dumb."
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