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Happy as Pinball

When I am a child and an old man
but nothing in between,

the bar down the way
is where I go

to watch the disintegration
of introspection and rodeo

If anyone asked,

I’d have said (soaked in alcohol
and pure appearance)

I always tried
to be the lonely guy who looked

at the sky and not the girl,
but now every time I look up,

some asshole seems to be looking down at me.
Nobody asked, and that made me

happy as pinball.