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think tank

from i was there by bean trees

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he's the burnout from down the street
he smells of weed and nicotine
he asks for all of my spare change
in all of these silly ways
when he finally goes to sleep
he can never really dream

he's out on disability
collecting social security
but the pills they prescribe
no longer get him high

his sweatpants drag along behind him
as he dances on the lawns through all of the landscaped driveways
the houses are all sideways
so they can fit in this place and not take up much space

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from i was there, released July 10, 2019

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