Strung Out By Michael E. Duckwall

I gotta get my fix. Earn some money so I can pay my rent.

I gotta find a job that's legit. I GOT BILLS TO PAY! 

No more hustling in the streets, no more slinging dope.

No more good kush stink, trading time for smoke.

I GOT BILLS TO PAY! I gotta drug test to take

you know what I mean. I need that 401k, I gotta take care of me.

I gotta try to be the American dream. I GOT BILLS TO PAY!

I gotta get my fix, before the bottom drops out of all of this.

Before this paper money ain't worth a shit.

You know it scratches my ass when I wipe with it.

I GOT BILLS TO PAY! That's why I sacrifice my dreams

for this all mighty dollar. Can you hear me holler? 

I GOT BILLS TO PAY! Because in America

none of us are free.We're all slaves to the grind, slaves to the greed.

I GOT BILLS TO PAY! I gotta find a job real quick, with insurance 

vacation, all that good shit. I GOT BILLS TO PAY!

The landlord keeps banging on my door, he wants his rent. 

But all of my money is already spent. God almighty 

I GOT BILLS TO PAY! I gotta find a job that's legit

so I can get my fix. Because I'm jonesing for those

dirty dollar banknotes. They ain't real money, they're a fucking joke.

WE ALL GOT BILLS TO PAY! Living day by day

strung out in the U.S. of A.

Michael E. Duckwall was born and raised in the Ohio Valley. A featured poet at the 10th and final Gonzofest in Louisville Ky. Michael’s poetry, artwork and photography have been in a handful of magazines and anthologies, along with numerous online features. He has a couple of chapbooks in publication and one limited edition co-authored chapbook you may have missed out on.