words like so much bleach

I was waiting for the R train
when a crusty couple with
belly-up tattoos
walked up to me.
“You will dance for your meat! ”
cried the guy
in a lye-soaked voice.

And they laughed while walking away.

I laughed too
right back at them
but it hurt me inside
to realize
how perfectly right
he was.
Writing about it now though
it occurs to me
they’ve probably
got some
steps of their own
to take.

 

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