Bad Instinct
Fruit flies atop of beer --
nature's smallest drunks,
except their brains are so tiny
that there's no room for addiction,
just bad instinct leading them to a wet death,
while our dry shoed life believes itself
smart for inventing swimming lessons,
and turning cloud gazing into a zoo,
where the giant fluffy animals mean we love meaning
enough to believe we don't have a problem.
nature's smallest drunks,
except their brains are so tiny
that there's no room for addiction,
just bad instinct leading them to a wet death,
while our dry shoed life believes itself
smart for inventing swimming lessons,
and turning cloud gazing into a zoo,
where the giant fluffy animals mean we love meaning
enough to believe we don't have a problem.
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