Wednesday, April 18, 2012

Blue Whale




















I got sad like suicidal gin
I got confusion like smooth Braille
I got hate like a homocidal vegan
I got direction like a clipper without sails

They got happy like pink champagne
They got clarity like an eagle with glasses
They got love like Jesus at Christmas
They got contentment like a pass mark fail

Give us all drugs that mimic reward
Deliver us from satisfaction and self preservation
Talk to all strangers until they’re familiar

Submerge in black bile and turn blue as the whale

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