poetry

he is the walrus

Corner of Micheltorena and Sunset
8:29am, a Wednesday:

I do a double take
was that a man
or an actual walrus?

I wonder how long it’s been
since he’s had a proper fuck
was it in the backseat of a ’95 Seville
or was it in the basement
of his mothers house?

I want to ask him
but I wrote this instead.

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