duped by the dopers

dope heads
peddling their
wares on 38th,
T. Waits throwing his tune
with the broads over the ear pieces,
the coffee grounds are settling,
again I feel like I didn't sleep much last night,
there are more paints I would like to give attention to,
and all I have time for are short stacks of words
describing how the tuna finally fought out of the
dolphin infested waters to have a nice mayonnaise sandwich
at sunset
as the giraffe finally outran the smart ass panther,
while the next competitor in line
rose,
the previous one fell,
and the guy at the end of the line waiting to try out for
the reality TV show
can't get back to his reality and hopes the show will
help him out,
but he doesn't know how much more lost he will
be if he gets on
the show,
the big,
big show ..