Trashy Broad (rewrite)

The debris

on the floor

is only my inwards spilled out.

I’m not some trashy broad

who throws this here and that there

not knowing where anything is.

As a matter of fact,

I know where everything is-sorta.

Ya simply gotta gamble,

but I do ramble on.

My brain, my body, my mouth

are what’s on the lampshade, the sofa, the floor.

So, watch where you step.

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