Styrene Buddha
I’m chasing some idea, within this idea
Swimming pools of diarrhea
Insulted by thought, that isn’t my thought
Temporarily happy from something I bought
Praising a system
Embraced policy
Rephrasing wisdom
Edited fallacy
If I am the joke, I don’t seem to get it
On the inside I’m broke and will probably regret it
I suppose I’ll have to wait and see
This doesn’t feel like comedy
I’m thrilled by sights I can’t unsee
Nihilistic from magnitudes smaller than me
Somehow the kitchen is part of my soul
The things in the closet have taken their toll
Copyright © Andy Thomson | Year Posted 2016
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