Rain is dropping one acid memory in my soul
I watch how it delivers pain
like movies scorching in white rooms.
This is my elegy true as a child's kiss
simple like an October break-up.
Does this tear your soul down, honey?
Mechanical poppets
embrace a transfigured future
Leos and Capricorns hang on
a Hebrew collar,
let's pick
maniacal depressions from McDonald's menu lists
oops
I'm empty just right now.
My elegy devoted to one call center agency.