staring at a blank screen
i smell popcorn in the air
my rings irritate me as i type
this is some kind of lifearen't i blessed
possibility of a new job
it looms over me like death
i need to stop filling napkins
and get my own cubicle
with my name on the outside
i itched all night last night
always read pill bottles
so you won't take 1000mg of niacin
trying to flush your system
i hate drinking water
i live in a small town
next to baseball fields
and meth lab apartments
i live in a small town
where my possible employer
knows half my family
i live in a small town
in the shadow of a volcano
i wonder what i'll do sometimes
i live in a small town
where john deere meets baristas
and antiques and birth control
i live in a small town
just down the street
from the ladies rehab center
i see them all at meetings