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not longing haiku 49-55

ignorance is bliss
and yet we’re still compelled to
learn at every turn

oh jesus christ god
almighty give me someone
to blame besides me

the toasty warm lives
i imagine for others
are cold & grinding

fertility drugs
blessing the rich with the curse
of the poor masses

if he could live that
long would all Holden’s hair turn
gray eventually

cover your bases
with plastic foam padding &
you’ll never get home

how long will you just
hide behind your bad choices
and pray for sunshine