Monday, June 29, 2009

Making Cents

Sometimes butternut squash reigns supreme
and the origami troll motherfuckers roam free
over hills of sugar
and fields of buns
understanding nothing comes freely
as does the dust
and the neutron silence
of galaxies
blazing into stars and starships and supermen
with forcefields drift into the mind
of societies dregs
and the babies are born starving
on a frozen planet with a burning shield of flaming sorrow
understanding nothing makes the most sense
so the dream dreams itself and then eats itself until it is dead
and full
and no longer hungry
you dig?


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