In a hard boiled world
in which you’ve never fit
don’t lose your belief
in the party of one–
Gods lone gift–


Step on your tongue
of sophisticated bile

In a hard boiled world
you can find a place
strap on an instrument
freeze a smack on your face

fakery begets magic
when you learn how to lose it

You’re a genius
–more or less–
when you play  
three chords of music

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