By Joshua Chalmers
There’s a banana on the floor
more nightsconversations that seem briefly newbut they’re not.There are no new conversations in this bar,what’s it called?I don’t really like talking here.It’s loud insideit’s cold outsidethe beer is wateryand what’s worse,I’m always moaning internally.“mmm modern art, what do you think?”what do I think?I don’t say out loudDrawn out pause“fuck”More waiting“I’m just gonna take a piss”More like are you taking the pissCrowded men’s toilet,a sour piss smell you can taste.“sorry mate”Pretending to piss is the only time you take a momentwithout looking like you’re having some kind of crisisIs this a crisis?Pretend willie wagglelegitimate smileit’s the small things…There’s a banana on the floorThat’s modern fucking art
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