June 17, 2011

floating the drugs to end the emo


woke up in the best of moods
for this week
a simpletons smile
at the expense
of some much caffeine
i was humming
then i crashed
in a not so grand flourish
the mental game of emo
is best a measure
of drugs and sex
we all enjoy
time whispers joys
i mostly do not remember
of days gone bye
i forget by exaggeration
i am on my own
here
plodding through
the strife they call
existential
the point i realize
is to get up tomorrow

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