life swirls in Styrofoam cups of coffee
drank in through cracked lips & yellowed teeth
life twinkles in the distance,
flashing red bulbs above cell towers
stared at from highways on nights without sleep.
life is in the smile Of a waitress in the diner,
3 am cigarrette break & tips are all she has-
life lives in the tears
of every single divorced dad.
the same life that lives in leftovers,
tupperwared & saran-wrapped,
comes out your other end in the piece of shit you shat.
life is in the bottles That you’d smash to pieces with your friend
And life is really what you make it,
you’ll find out in the end.