Again

i have taken to drinking coke again
between mouthful of smoke and ash
black simmering on my lips
a phlegum cough
as i splatter all my plans onto a used napkin

this city personifies me for another year
and i rabble endlesly to any soul i meet
on politics, on semiotics, on philates and fishes
on the correct manner of looking at life
and why i dont vote but they should

i seek out endless audiences
with few filled out chairs
and even lesser filled out heads
of rapturous laughters and a knowing head shake
gloriously embracing me in its wake

you give me another disarming look
expecting my guilt to humble me
i feel nothing
time running parallel to my days
as i fail to care, once again.

- August '08