Angst and smooth jazz and
Love and Hate and
peas and carrots.
And cold filtered, genuine draft.
And Charles Mingus and Ela Fitzgerald.
And John and Alice Coltrane.
Camel cigarettes.
Lazy sex.
Tomato and cheese on toast with
tea and a long nap.
And angst.
With lithium and ativan
and chamomile and a little yoga.
No Chomsky. No Larry King.
Feeling fitter, more collected.
Dog walks; random "hello's", never "how are you's".
Later, cronic pain, worry, stress.
Financial doomsday.
Angst and smooth jazz,
teeter tottering in my head.
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