Everything Is Crushed Tonight

Everything is crushed, tonight,
in story,
in shoreline.
King and Levin
layout in New Orleans with
others that crush hair
and people drowning in a piece of
the rocky Atlantic.

I don’t know who knows
King and Levin, or if New Orleans
wants to crush them
back,

but, like the rest of us,
I wonder,
if they crush
pills or poison when they layout,
alone,
tonight.

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