ignorance is bliss
and yet we're still compelled to
learn at every turn
oh jesus christ god
almighty give me someone
to blame besides me
the toasty warm lives
i imagine for others
are cold & grinding
fertility drugs
blessing the rich with the curse
of the poor masses
if he could live that
long would all Holden's hair turn
gray eventually
cover your bases
with plastic foam padding &
you'll never get home
how long will you just
hide behind your bad choices
and pray for sunshine
Tuesday, October 10, 2006
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