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he rarely goes out

in the summer

mainly just sits

inside

in his shorts

and drinks beer all

day and types

endless words on

a mechanical keyboard

it’s not even attached to

anything

not connected

there’s nothing to

connect it to

he’s got no computer

and no

electronic devices in

the whole house

The keyboard he found

in the dumpster

one day while taking

out the trash

mostly crumpled

beer cans

On that day he was

approached by some homeless

dude

who began calling him stupid

out of nowhere

«Why you do this, man?»

«Do what?» he asked, ready

to throw punches

«The goddamned cans! Why you

throw ‘em like this?

Why did you crush ‘em?

Now they’re worthless!»

The homeless dude was

trying to tell him

that the cans can be

recycled for money

but he would not

understand

He was too much of a wild

beast

too antisocial

he lived among people

but not with them

and would hate them

for no reason

Back inside his

concrete cave

he would imagine

himself loved

and appreciated

by the masses

and would write

songs and

odes for them

all he needed in life

was that

and alcohol

and sure

he thinks he’s very unique

in this

but here’s where

he’s wrong

No matter though

he’ll never know