the city
there's nothing fun about this circus
and i'm not an urban planner, but,
i dodge cars again
and i deliver to another
broken buzzer
been punched in this time?
i phone call again
it's one four one
i hide myself
consider the doctor
earlier
my diagnosis auxiliary
of "moderate depression"
a funny little add-on
like the subtext is the beating heart
like i'm just going around
but i'm not having a good time