Melancholy Suburbs


a deer just stared me down and told me everything that was wrong with me
as i sat on a rock in a sand ditch of a golf course
i've escaped from a party of privileged white people
and the dj yelling lyrics over last year's top 40

low self-esteem from being around […xenophobic suburbia...]

this tells you nothing about me
in fact i know nothing of the sort of knowledge
and i obviously have 75 mosquito bites and poison ivy running down my arms and legs