Thursday, Dec. 17, 2009 - 2:10 p.m.
To a Depressed Friend @ Christmas
**************************************
so you are in grace-
at home in a wonderful apt. ,
on good terms with your
cool landlord-
watching a TV
with a pawn sticker
pasted across the screen
- thats wonderful
when you are hungry enough
you will suit up and crawl to the corner store
and invest in some fantasy food item-
- see the brain is one thing,
the pancreas has its own agenda..
you have to obey or it will force you to
find it starch, protein
and some form of milk sugar-
if you thought your gonads
had their own agenda-
- ha your other organs
have their games,
and you think you are calling the shots>?
some of them,
a very few of them.
the occassional side show
is all you can hope to run..
its all you are qualified to run
if you are so freaking sad
you are your own bodys' pet
and don't forget it-
fuck with it and it will shut down,
kill you off
and reincarnate
into a more compliant meat box..
thats that
sell some gold
to the other sphinctors
out there in operational reality--
ha have a nice apple
and hurry-
10,000,000,000 bacteria
are waiting for you to process it
