a collection of poetry found on crumpled receipts – one

two packs of cigarettes
a lighter
two energy drinks
and
a bottle pineapple juice

seems as if
someone has plans
this evening

i pity the woman
that kisses
this frenetic ball
of ash and caffeine

but it feels as if
his mouth
is not the intended
recipient
of said kisses

good for them

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