on the other side the bard will grow a beard,
get fat and read the Frankfurt School.
he’ll pass out cold at nights,
and pass the weeks in waking dreams
that he might rescue those on Unit G:
tapping time,
pulling faces cross the mirror,
making life a dirty joke.
They cannot foot it out
because there are no other jobs,
no other ways to make a father proud.
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