gluttony for breakfast
Gluttony follows a period of uncomfortable sleep
I dream of a place where nobody sees each other from the
waist up
Costumes are free and plentiful
When the sun rises I cough up grease and hit the snooze
If there is coffee I drink it
acid reflux is
annoying,
Good food is dangerous,
One more mouthful and I’ll stop
One more dream and I’ll get up the next day
And start my life over
With smaller portions
A short one for doctors
We should be scared of doctors
Because they control you at your most vulnerable
And we have no choice but to see them
Unless we live like the Cro-Magnons
Believing that all is right with a bad world
Stopping is human
Do you stop for flat tires?
The sound gets annoying after a while
an axle will break or bend
It doesn’t take long to fix
On long trips
You will need a garage
Where they may or may not rip you off
If it’s
cold
If it’s windy and rain pours
If the
clouds look menacing
I’ll see you as a justified blur
Frustrated with the speed of traffic
Pretending that I cannot help
Imaging perfect reasoning
Life and death on the commute home
We could
all stop
Collective change like tolls
Where you
may or may not get ripped off
Do you stop for flat tires?
We should
Because our axle will break or bend
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