before doing the chores of cleaning
the house,
and happy having cooked a jalfrezi
curry the previous day
because the bonsai ginger punk
maine **** wanted to eat raw chicken,
i ground coffee beans with cinnamon
and later read about david bowie's stay
in berlin with all those fabled tales
of drinking debauchery, akin my own:
since i really really find strangers
being concerned about my health
with that drink-marathon soberness
and dry january odd and worthy of
your typical suspicion with paranoia...
they make me feel like i'm not supposed
to own my own body,
and not be able to be irresponsible with it,
somehow channel all my living parameters
into being sober, eating loads of sugar
and turning into a television zombie,
in a small part of the world, worried about
the world due to polarised media coverage
feeding me pointless opinions i don't
want to have because i simply can't enter
a dialectical conversation with them.
Jan 15, 2016
Jan 15, 2016 at 10:28 AM UTC
before doing the chores of cleaning
the house,
and happy having cooked a jalfrezi
curry the previous day
because the bonsai ginger punk
maine **** wanted to eat raw chicken,
i ground coffee beans with cinnamon
and later read about david bowie's stay
in berlin with all those fabled tales
of drinking debauchery, akin my own:
since i really really find strangers
being concerned about my health
with that drink-marathon soberness
and dry january odd and worthy of
your typical suspicion with paranoia...
they make me feel like i'm not supposed
to own my own body,
and not be able to be irresponsible with it,
somehow channel all my living parameters
into being sober, eating loads of sugar
and turning into a television zombie,
in a small part of the world, worried about
the world due to polarised media coverage
feeding me pointless opinions i don't
want to have because i simply can't enter
a dialectical conversation with them.