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Pharmacist for the Foolish

You sleep with dead and still expect that the mind will not ferment.
Burry creativity and wait for a black daisy.
Romanticize suicide, make a novel.
At least Hemingway had a boat with cannon; cherry flavored lifesavers won’t cut in this ocean.
You’re an addict, and this ink filled dagger is your drug.
Point it towards yourself a say a prayer; this it Armageddon has never been so melodramatic, as it is in this very moment.

You’re pumping the super ego with instant gratification cocaine.
His nose is bleeding and he doesn’t know if he is overdosing or finally seeing things clearly.
The edge is so appealing, when pebbles cascade down like passing days.
Hell was a pit opaque and so are your eyes.
Sing me the song Children of Naivety

The oven is warm and the bread is done.
Place a pillow on the top grate.
“Down I lay me,
Down to sleep,
Pray that nobody hears me scream,
Once I die and never wake,
A mockery of my soul I will make”

Sentences on an assembly line and you’re in the union
Teamsters are constantly handing you blueprint concepts.
You read them as if they were Dylan Thomas and carried some merit.
The seamstress weaved you a hat, and you wear it proudly, even though it is three times the right size and cloaks your eyes.
You’re a super model, a beauty queen with a shotgun in her mouth.
To hell with the games and votes on congeniality.
The tiara ways more than the sin of murder on the ears of a priest in a confessional.

Pull the string off your toe.
The story is old and needs to be sent to the archives.
This moment is blimp on the screen of your potential.
Turn off your radar security blanket and realize sympathy is a joke at your expense.
They’re eating your problems like prescriptions that will mask their own mediocrity.
You’re a pharmacist for the foolish, and business is good.

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Dedicated to Steph
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  • Kati Kat
    September 21, 2007
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    oh i love this
    its beautiful and i absolutely adore the vocabulary in it


  • x-Black-Butterfly-x gold member
    September 18, 2007

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    oh wow this was amazing and so beautifully penned it really was what i wanted and so wonderuflly written
    well dne


  • Auburn Sunrise gold member
    September 17, 2007

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    Hah! This is absolutely superb!

    I find myself feeling both envy and pity for "Steph".
    Such a powerful write. I love your extremely vivid and intense imagery, and really enjoyed your sarcastic tone.
    I really can't pick out a favorite part - each line is so unique and intriguing in its own right.
    Amazing poem, and I'm so glad you entered it. I have a feeling I'll have to keep coming back and reading it again, to see what else I can find in it. It's one of those that you see something different each time you read it.
    Impressive write! Thank you again for entering!


  • whiterabbit.
    September 16, 2007

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    I read this a few times because you always add so much more than others and it's easy to miss something. I actually like this. Sometimes you're very good at forcing truth at people that's hard to handle. I know I'm a complete wreck. I'm not as naive as I might seem though. If I missed anything here let me know. I really do like the way you wrote it.