Oh Peggy…

Pepsi fizzed over ice..

a Schnauzer jumped in his lap…

Sunday morning news shows told of the apocalypse…

the abyss was at the doorstep…

quiet outside…nothing shaking…all tucked safely away from banks…hedge funds…salesmen…pharmaceuticals…shopping malls filled with shoppers in search of nothing real…non-tangible… these games we play…

an Eiffel Tower toured in Las Vegas…an Irish bar at Epcot Center…a minister making millions…keep-up the good work…

Pepsi fizzed over ice…

a Schnauzer jumped in his lap…

Micky and Minnie soliciting in Times Square…bronzed Buddhas sold at Pier 1…prayers with price-tags attached…we will not be undersold…

Atlas shrugs across from St. Patrick’s…true love never found…for you…me…the broad in Yonkers…The Women of Troy…forever we search…

wandering…just wandering…while you sit there with that dog in your lap…a member of the Pepsi generation…all across the nation…feeling free…feeling free…

guys work at carwashes…corporate farms…cubicles of starched gray…flying paper-airplanes over makeshift walls towards Chip…Skip…a white chick named Dakota…and an old timer called Al…all putting in time hoping for what…to pay another bill…move ahead…another day denying death…oh Peggy…Is That All There Is….

Pepsi fizzed over ice…

even that has changed…that sound…

even that…

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