Sandbox

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I brush up against politics in the lunch line and she tosses her ponytails and whispers

I don’t want to play with you, dummy

so I go to the monkey bars to hang out with drugs but he says

get out of my way loser and I look left

to see religion peeing behind the tetherball

and nutrition is coloring across his own chest with a urine soaked water gun

and there is no one left to impress even slightly because

even celebrity is taking a nap today in the sandbox

since astrology is hogging the swings again

The world.com just stole my playground.net

and I find

that the only pawn in the game

is the nothing of me I’ve wasted

waiting for anyone to care.