Monday, December 09, 2013

Hazy Evening

If your dad was my mother,
I'd call him mother. I would,
because that’s what you call your mother.
If it looks like us, I keep it. It’s safe to walk around,
considering the benefits of being amused
now and again. For instance;
you go on a safari and tranquilize a rhino,
and then you go and hug it, and take a picture
of yourself with it, before it
wakes up and stumbles away awkwardly.
The world looks so familiar to you,
doesn't it? Like you've been here
all along, only you just now started
paying attention enough to know how
to see it like you’re an alien. These days
will devour you if you let them.


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