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April 29, 2012 / austreberto

Day twenty-nine

i’ll take the pink stuff


didn’t really know what it really did

but it tasted good


probably took doctors years to perfect and patent it

the miracle drug

that reminded me of that beatles song

strawberry something

in liquid form

what i imagined happiness to taste like


we sat in the office

my mother talking to the doctor


s p a c e d  o u t

looking at a diagram of what i’m eighty percent sure

i look like on the inside


snapped out of it

when they asked me what i wanted

as if i had any clue what was wrong with me

at the time

tried telling them i felt fine


i didn’t care

i wanted the pink stuff


whatever it was

it worked

i think


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  1. Dark Landscapes / Apr 29 2012 8:25 pm

    Very cool poem. So different.

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