Gay Pride

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I can’t do much. I can type the alphabet.
I can read about neurotransmitters. I can’t draw.
I can read about the different pathways. None of this.
My neck hurts and I screwed my fairly balanced dosha.
Now screwed up kapha. Now I have to take ashwagandha
to reduce the mucus built up in my brain. I don’t need this.
My father is the pill box, not me. What about these days?
So much chaos. The show must go on. Broken roads,
angry people, broken necks, no time for losers. Well, if
less is more than why is there so much more? Maybe b/c
if you make less more, then you always have more? Maybe
it’s time to get rid of less and just stick with more. Now you have
less right? More is less. I win! Let the good times roll!
If every heart was made of stone and pleasure wasn’t a boon,
I would conduct the gaps to fill themselves in with the same stuff
that makes memories worth making.

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