25.6.10

Minesweeper is the game of chance
and one my mother often used to play
while listening to Miles Davis and asking
“what are your views on eugenics?”
(everyone knows of his mind control capabilities)
so I would just close my eyes
and focus on something that was actually worth my time
like Yugoslavia.
I have a map and it's not even on there.
Always a strange thought
to remember the world is not concrete.
You grow up thinking,
this is how it must be, this is how it will stay.
Youth certainly is wasted on the young.
So, happy Yuletide to you
and enjoy your time of deep contemplation
as you feel your mind's eye
sink like molasses
into the depths
of your
mitochondria.

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