it's probably a lie.

In the crowded Diner
We Played our Game
Sweating and cursing
All Puffed up and Proud
Water is thicker than you think.

Outside a black girl
Gets hit by a car and
Nobody can hear her
over the screaming
And nobody cares.
Two gallons of blood
Lay on the street.

My Brother is Crying
And I don’t understand why.
Later I remember
He has just lost his father
Who I never knew.

I chase the sticky toad
And it plays dead
I am in the land of dirty bathrooms
And bloated time.