fish
oil and ketchup
this
thai food tastes like fish oil and ketchup, i think
trying
to flag down the waitress for my bill
a
pitcher of beer, two bourbons, and two glasses of wine
and
i’m done with the smiling faces of the other diners
watching
them chew their food and talk common nonsense
i
also think about how much i don’t like america or americans
because
there’s something inherently dull and stupid about them
but
i could probably never live anywhere else out of fear
and
when the waitress comes i can’t tell if she’s a boy or a girl
but
it’s all right because i’ve never been good a deciding on things.
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