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Twenty years ago when I moved to California

I went to Wells Fargo to open a bank account

The teller was young, beautiful... Vietnamese


My first thought was

"You know, I might have fucked your mama"


My second thought was

"You know, I might have killed your mama"


I took my receipt

Went outside

And threw up on the sidewalk


And you wonder why I have trouble sleeping?

You wonder why I broke the lamp and punched a hole in the wall?

You wonder why road rage makes me feel so good?


My body came back but not my mind

I will always be ten thousand miles away



Poem / 2008

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