i feel like i'm overdue for a daily retch
i feel angry with these old biddies behind me--
how dare they laugh at life?
living is serious stuff!
but how serious should we approach it
given how ignorant we are?
or should we always be serious despite our ignorance?
or do they feel they can now sit back and laugh,
having lived to the fullest on the inside,
the neverending collective mythos?
is this where i'm at, in the merry month of june (oh-nine):
wondering if everything should be serious,
or filled with paradox, humor, and change?
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