running around town
with thirteen cents
in my left pocket
head first into the future
so many memories on every street
strolling around in the afternoon
stop at McSorley's for a drink
stumble home blind at night
wake up in the morning
roll out of bed onto the floor
gazing up at the ceiling tiles
staring straight into everything
all the disco balls exploded
after the Great Recession
took all our money away
now our pockets are empty
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