Mild Seizures

I went by that place today, the one with the sign like truckdrivers mudflaps
It was boarded up, no more 'girls, girls, girls'
Where are all the hapless young men and hopeless old men now?
What new prison have they found?

I dreamed that I was playing eight-track tapes on my computer, r&b, and
hitting all the right keys without looking
I saw all the drawings you left for me.

The lady had to go to work. I shifted, and fell back to sleep.
I don't work anymore.