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As the Romans Do

You are not a Roman In life, no matter your country, we do as the Romans do If you are not a Roman you will be unhappy Romans go to school and have high school sweethearts They get good jobs, get married, reproduce, retire and die It is a wonderful thing to the Romans. The right thing The only thing Just as long as it doesn’t get interrupted by tragedies like cancer, cults, art, or radical political opinions The Romans like Action! that releases adrenalin Fatty, sugary, salty foods Endorphins Catchy musical patterns Games! Catchphrases And love stories (sex! tee hee) There are a million ways to not be a Roman, But most roads lead to Rome The Romans smile on those who do as the Romans do They adore freedom To be anything you want to be To be yourself To be as the Romans are Why would it be any other way? Would you be angry at a dog pissing on a fire hydrant? They are instinct devoid of the context that created it The Romans don’t understand Why? anyone would want to do Otherwise Clearly The Romans (Quite understandably mind you) Understand Who wouldn't want all this? The only thing I want is you We'll live on the outskirts of Rome Eating Thai fusion Discovering new chemicals for our brains Electricity That still registers a signal The movies we've seen Before And before that We'll wave at the strangers in a strange land A dried-up decaying laugh track Dust dancing in time A place I care less and less about every day Every Fucking Minute
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Jan 29, 2014
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