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Feb 14, 2010
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A Taste for Life (revised)
At the drive through counter of my life
I page through the menu of good and bad
The makeup mirror of my soul
No time to think
Things to do and things to see
I order not by necessity
Nor by thought
My need is driven by humanity
A pound of pride
A liter of fresh “I know it all”
And a packet of “fuck you attitude”
The glory of the mind, a dress code for the ego
The payment in universal currency:
Greed and Lust
And as I leave, I remember that what I need
To fill the empty stomach of my heart
Was not in my plastic bag
Maybe next time
If I really need
I will buy what I need
For now I need
Fast food for my greed
To cater for my specific needs
— Stefan, Feb 14, 2010
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Critiques
Diatom Shells
16 years 3 months ago
Sahweet!
Stefan
16 years 3 months ago
Hi
xena465
16 years 3 months ago
Oh for a Big Mac...
Geremia
16 years 3 months ago
Extended metaphor
magics02
16 years 3 months ago
Great and I will have a shake with that..
Nordic cloud
16 years 3 months ago
I love the make-up mirror of the soul.
Kailashana
16 years 3 months ago
That’s a wow poem!.We
infinite_dwarf
16 years 3 months ago
Stefan
weirdelf
16 years 3 months ago
easily my favourite of yours
judyanne
16 years 3 months ago
How true Stefan. very clever