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so help me
the biggest joke of either heaven or hell: you're dead, ok! get over it.
oh, you can't we won't talk or laugh this one over then sip conversation over lattes fuck away our loneliness fill those empty hours abusing tv fast foods move by impractical urges grow daffodils between the beets bestow blessings curses join the riotous fray sleep til noon disappoint your parents others carry a placard eat red meat wonder why all this chaos take an asprin a day tell a lie
or two search for truth toss a summer frisbee concede mystery fret your obsessions save the planet grow cranky with age remain young despite the consequences look daggers at extravagant happiness baffle yourself often pluck out your heart for someone and all this before death eagerly plunks his fat arse in your lazy-boy smiling like a black cat about to rip the head off a transfixed mouse and asks you to say cheese as he cuts one loudly laughing at his asylum humor or says pray to
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whatever gods won't hear you cuz they're out having a few beers with friends in another galaxy far far away ha ha hey don't you believe in quantum paradox ha ha our navels inny or outy remind us we came in wailing smeared with blood connected to after birth ha ha ha tricked out though reluctantly for what's to come no options given take a long drag on life inhale exhale enough loving for a life time to matter forever
for who minds over there ~ words: Ed Higgins, Oregon (poetry page)
image: 'nine five six' - Matthew C. Crawford, South Korea
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another blueprint of a life time: Post Script Sonnet (#10)
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