The former kid's show star sits at his computer
There, that blog post again, it itches his skin
The one that some no one someone posted
But like untreated syphilis it haunts his cowboy
Soul
There, there is his past; the stupid he can't live
Down or up, the empty heart that was tied to
Place and time and time and place and dark
Matter
The kids loved to hate him, and he tell himself
That before he leaves seventeen comments
Because eighteen would be too many to
Condone
And then he searches again and again and again
Looking for those mentions of himself and him
Self. Because that is what cowboys do who have
Lives after being a kid's show star and no some
One
Should have played around with this one some more.
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