Everybody I know
The fashionable public
People of means
People who come from money
People who are answers to yesterday’s puzzle
Be doing fine.
While many people do undoubtedly,
The people who actually are
From perhaps
To a growing number
Then countless,
They’ve taken it worldwide.
And I feel the same way
The opportunity to be which
I seize like an acai bowl.
It looks super easy, but the beat go hard.
Anything worth having is worth working for.
Like God gonna give you all your shine at once?
So I took a massive data dump
In the distinguished toilet of the bullet train
That runs through my brain
A million brands of strange intelligence
Threads, streams,
Out of town scores
One loyalty program
I’ll never stop believin’
And it looks like you doing fine, too.
She shoots me this quizzicalistic look like
“If you got it, a truck brought it,” or
“My mother was Jerrold Anderson’s first wife.”
Any dessert for youuuuuuu?
