Throw your guts to the wind
be the life of a dewdrop
wrestle with the lawn
toss yourself about.
Why worry the witnesses
stifling their own sacred shrieks
in diaries of oblivion?
Press play on all the panels
and lift your tongue to every sip
wiggle your mind
in the mud of curiosity.
When did you give your
body to the taxidermist
stuffing you with empty pomp?
Drink to your soul's extent
so you can drive under the
influence of dreamy thoughts
with your headlight eyes.
What gain you suffer as
you exchange a life of
excruciating ecstasy
for moribund passivity.
Drink, toss, wiggle, throw
yourself a life!
copyright 2007 tammy melody gomez
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