-------Good Medicine-------
I speak about emptiness and sorrow
not because I am sad,
but because I feel a deep need to go
not because I am sad,
but because I feel a deep need to go
where
I have been told I shouldn't.
This is not
mischief out of anger,
mischief out of anger,
but a resurrecting
from ignorance.
I am a rascal in love,
from ignorance.
I am a rascal in love,
picking weeds
in the dark
to make us tea.
in the dark
to make us tea.
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