Lucid

12/30/20


Feeling like a human
Trying to avoid financial ruin
With marijuana and alcohol, I've been abusive

Yet I've still been lucid
Not completely useless
Despite me being foolish

To me music
Is rather therapeutic

I'm feeling like an actual
Animal
Evolving and being adaptable
Not concerned with capital
Or being impractical
Close and far from objects that are flammable

Life going up, down and diagonal
People are weirdos, like Hannibal
Happy to be a cannibal

I'm fallible
Feeling detachable
Or radical
Among items considered 'taxable'

Got the job done by being rational
Not tyrannical
What I learned and experienced is invaluable
Copyright © | Year Posted 2020

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