A tv commercial comes blazing across the screen.
I am in the kitchen, and the TV must know this
Because it went from volume 35 to volume 57.
People who have mental heath issues can now demand this from doctors.
It is a formula that is guaranteed to maybe help them.
They call it 713x6T7.
The actress on the screen went from looking down and desperate
to twirling, whirling and leading a joyful flash mob through Chicago
a disclaimer is read at the end.
Do not take again if you have temporary blindness
a stroke, heart attack or cannot lift your arms due to paralysis.
We are ordered to provide notice to avoid a global psychosis.
Your dedication to take this medication will give you the perfect prognosis.
Take your pills to ward off those ills. They affect your brain, you’ll all find.
It’s better for society that we remove this anxiety from your very unhealthy minds.
It’s a worldwide confession that we all have depression, A phenomenon from the beginning of time.
The men in the labs provide capsules and jabs ... to refuse will become a crime.
finesse a finish to
finely embellish fast wishes
friends flying with the fishes
frying fish in the flying kitchen
his rhymes were vicious
and yet silly and suspicious
glued together with
questionable superstitions
strange transmissions
how do I possess this person's vision
wordplay workouts
stretch out words and play about
play around words to stretch thoughts out
what about, I don't know
you'll have to work that out yourself
the next time you play with words
so let me stretch out my inner nerd
fool about, loop thoughts fool around
early in the morning
for my mental heath
before my next self wordy workout
I guarantee I'll be the person
you'll be talking about
I'm the name that's constantly
in your fast food full mouth
in my boxers writing nonsense
on the comfortable creative couch
smoking endless joints
from Pandora's box pouch
all I want is a friend
someone to hold out a hand
someone to listen when I speak
this is all I really need
but I walk alone
with no help
with no voice but mine
this is how I spend my life
they all tell me how to live
how to dress
how to hold my head
this is how I should be
but no one shows me how to live
no one gives me clothes to wear
no ones even around to see my face
this is why I can't be who they want me to be
so I still trace the streets
just me
alone
( this is a character poem about a man named Ben who has severe mental heath
problems)
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