in a different time

something about your contagious chortle
tosses me into a black hole portal,

to a time when i used to smile
and my language wasn’t so vile.

when i used to laugh and love
without the necessity of a drug.

when i didn’t hurt so much
and i wasn’t such a lush.

you were a blip on my journey;
and since i’ve finally flatlined,
won’t you please join me on the gurney?

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Currently living in Vietnam, teaching English, fixing the world's problems.

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