Justin Blackburn (D2D

LET’S DO MORE DRUGS

Had no luck, ate too much lunch;

God is back to his mournful days of bodies.

Will you get it if I find it?

Raising children while your eyes are ducked tape shut.

Through hiding you have figured out how to get people to like you,

Let’s do more drugs; let’s feed the door drugs!

Let’s spoil the mind of a farmer like a crow.

Let’s get up and throw up what we know!

I am all out of new ways to sing the song.

Even if that was all I wanted, I would not want it.

I am a pill that God has swallowed—

He is salivating and I am salvation.

All the eager actors are screaming compromises.

Even when I used that device, I was too nice,

Yet too mean not to defeat the evilness in me.

Yes, that was a beautiful life when I was on acid.

So let’s do more drugs so I won’t need appreciation.

Let’s do more drugs and shut the fuck right up.

Let’s do more drugs and laugh about what happened to us sober.

Let’s do more drugs and feel really fucking silly.

I took out a loan and lost my back bone—

Now I do not even have a chance to come out of my grave

To nothing which I own but all to which I have saved

I know it is time, but I do not know what to do right now.

Run away if you think I am trying to make you laugh.

Fill the black and white inside earth’s uplifting prince birth.

Too bad you did not know what to do with your eyes,

And you sold them and then the person who bought them sold them.

Good job, yes, make a list of last names you could happily marry.

Live those dreams of starting your own business on the moon.

Soon I will come back on the first ship and tell lies

About how everything went well as we were surprised that you died.

So let’s do more drugs and smile about our death.

Let’s do more drugs and say this is our occupation,

And when they turn around to question our explanation,

We won’t know; we’ll be doing more drugs during this vacation

On planet earth

Justin Blackburn is a twenty-four year old, human being, who, along with co-author Kenny Norsworthy, have written a novel Gifted Disabilities and a book of poetry It's Hard To Get There When You Are Already There. He enjoys existing. Contact him at superbabystar00@yahoo.com. He wishes happiness on you.

Dance to Death, Issue VIII