Gin Logic
No escape from this prison
one step before nihilism
This joke called the
world, a biological prism
Is the sun a glint off the
lens of a giant mad scientist?
Indeed beyond the realm of
logical concretes there is no optimist
Look round at this organism
called earth
If you do not want to
shred your wrist then you must have mirth
No answers to the question
of the beginning
Only acceptance and
ignorance will stop you spinning
The odds are Nature for
otherwise you could be insane
Tainted bread or magic
mushrooms all an acid trip but still in vane
Reach for the humor or
life will seem a tumor
Don’t beat yourself up,
rather beat your meat!
Thinking too deeply is an
overrated endeavor
Getting drunk and kissing
women is a far better demeanor
Of course you could let
good manners prevail
But then you will suffer regret to no avail
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