no one’s seen any-
thing cause there’s so much
to see and doom-
scrolling eases our thumbs
soft and calloused alike,
which is why I assume
no one’s bought my book,
but I saw a neighbor at our
local strip
club, held their ripe,
resounding body to my leather
jacket, folded a few limp
bills into their waist-
band and said I’d see
them around.