Watch the Skyline for me.
Frozen spaghetti and chili
Subzero block of sustenance,
3am commercial break from reading and smoking,
Homecooked by a machine in Rochester
that will never know my name.
I dreamt of falling asleep next to a girl
and doing horribly wonderful things to her,
things that make Christians blush.
Instead I fell asleep with frozen spaghetti and chili.
You win some, you lose some.
