got lost
he woke up at four in the morning
every single day.
he cooked his lunch, packed it,
and added a coors to top it off.
he went off to work
to pick peaches.
at the very least,
i think they were peaches.
he kept his money hidden
in foil.
he kept his heart hidden
under bottled gold
and dry dirt.
a call was made.
a call was hung up.
he drank.
he ate.
he watched t.v.
and didn't go to work.
he sold his things,
and got lost.
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