Deja Voodoo

Sometimes I get lost counting yr eyes
it’s sad but ten fingers will never be enough

& just as thunderclouds cross an updated
weathermap seagulls part the mist so’s I can
bounce a quarter off the sidewalk
as you step out of the skintight laundromat
w/all these numbers falling at yr feet

nothing adds up but it doesn’t matter
x equals delirium I mean what it felt like
down at the Discount Karma Store

“You get what you pay for”

at the corner of Easy Street & Kamikaze Blvd