Gold Amex The city glitters like a gold Amex. A guy lifts his shirt and shows you his scar. You lose your ID. The palms rustle. Someone asks if it’s Tuesday and a blond fixes his brow before dipping a dollar in the last of the blow. He fingers your gums.
Gold Amex
AD A&W 🌹
Pretending you’re smarter.
Pretending you’ve grown up somehow.
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