Switch blade suckers

Shotgunning silver bullet beers into
a trash can
hovering over that waste
at the corner of 14th and U
close to midnight on a Saturday night.
It’s freezing cold
gusty, blustery January.

Is that what freedom feels like?
Is that what it’s like to be an American?
Growing up? Staying young?

Dolling out scowls like bubble gum
because you’ve got better things to do.
Carrying a switch blade pocket knife
in your right hand
thumb on the trigger
just in case. Glancing back
over your shoulder every few minutes.

Don’t catch yourself too happy.
Don’t ditch your dreams
for desolation angels.
Happiness is for suckers.
For people who shotgun beers on the sidewalk in the freezing cold.

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