All these angel headed hipsters.

Starlit and screaming head first toward the ground.

Those bright flames burn quick,
left with nothing but lofty ideas
and two sips of cold coffee.

It’s a pity to feel so full of perfect plans.
but no will to perform.

17 bucks, no smokes, and a sore thumb.
Leech your neighbors wifi,
and still wave and smile while you both get the mail.