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Jan 2016
for all the lampooning and clowning,
i guess it's true:
a white in a samuel l. jackson
memento of the kangol new age
hatting: as they say:
pigeon drools wet hot ****
onto your upper part
it's only lucky should you be
wearing a bowler, top hat,
a samuel jackson signature or a kippah.
but it's january and it's dreary,
and i could be forgiven on the circumstances
but i won't be with fakes and my generation,
and you'll just tell me:
your addiction has turned into a metabolism,
it's no longer psychoactive,
you proved the soul, as much as anyone,
but mainly your own, by losing the psychoactive
ingredient effect of alcohol and enabling alcohol
to claim a metabolism, a body, rather than
a teenager's soul binge drinking...
thank god you're conscious of it,
and nihilistic enough to continue.
Mateuš Conrad
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Mateuš Conrad  36/M/Essex (England)
(36/M/Essex (England))   
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