When I am gone
One will take my place
If I am lucky
With my silent liaison
Between source of all things
Two will
This is my hope
Fickle dopamine drizzle
Upon mon dreary friend
I will squirt that stuff everywhere
Then hope some more
That a mess it wont make
Lest a smile you doth crack
In all of your seriousness
Then my mission
To raise consciousness
Will be complete
Feb 18, 2017
Feb 18, 2017 at 12:26 PM UTC
When I am gone
One will take my place
If I am lucky
With my silent liaison
Between source of all things
Two will
This is my hope
Fickle dopamine drizzle
Upon mon dreary friend
I will squirt that stuff everywhere
Then hope some more
That a mess it wont make
Lest a smile you doth crack
In all of your seriousness
Then my mission
To raise consciousness
Will be complete
A poem written for spoken word street performances. Preferably to be read wearing a top hat and announced very loudly gesturing ridiculously <3
