The Line

Sharpies worn down

two-day stale hangovers
hands shucked into oblivion
arms burned to the point of suicide attempts
a million sous chefs
screaming a million nothings
at a million Ecuadorian lifers
stuck in brunch service

We do it for love
We do it for abuse
We do it for the hell of it
We do it for the hell

© 2015 Lee Kitzis