Roman Sideburns

Hey feline, watch me do cartwheels through your front lawn.
Spend my time in dirt and trees.
It clears my mind, helps me breathe.
Hey feline, check this out.
My shoulder cracks as I wear down this wheel.
There is a line for some gratuity.
I feel so unaccomplished.
I've got what you want so pick up your goddamn phone.
There is no way I'm coming back here in this fucking cold.
I don't want to waste my time in this hole with you.
This youth can last.