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It’s the underappreciated forest storm.
The sword of sassy underpants prancing down the runway
Sprinting down the landing strip
Shaving the pubis mons, the Olympus Mons
On Mars the god of War
For shits and giggles
And veggie trays with fresh dip
And a kid’s birthday stuck in amber
Because we are nothing if not brief
And brevity, being the soul of wit
Means our briefness IS our soul
We live because we will die
We value life because we are finite
And we all know death is coming
It’s not a merry go round or a staircase
There was nothing behind us, below us
There is nothing in front of us, above us
This is the show that makes people insane
The stakes are so unbelievably high that we need to escape
Sometimes daily
Sometimes permanently
Because the truth is that it’s always raining
It’s just that sometimes we forget
And that’s what happiness is
Merely the forgetting of reality
I hope I’ve got it backwards and that it’s the other way around
That happiness and light are the default
And that the sadness is the aberration
But I guess that’s the tin and tang of it
The big and bang of it
The fin and fang of it
The sing and sang of it
The swirl down the drain is a whirlwind
Trailer-parking us all into the sky
And I can’t chocolate cake us out of this fridge
Just know that armour slows you down
Tanks can’t move fast
Dump all your stats into agility
Because even if turtles win races
What kind of life is that?



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