fully loaded gun in your hand
waiting for someone
to make the first move
and the cash is in the trunk
of a car headed west
and you, alone, are the hero
or really, just a villain
waiting for someone
to realize your faults
and finally call you out
money comes
and debt grows
like a barnacle
attached to your eyelids
as you sleep on a bench
in the park
waiting for the money to go through
and your life to end
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