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Future-tarian


I picked up a partner

at the grocery store,

selected him from the catalog

over at the pheromone bar.

 

My Facebook update

was just a 404 ERROR,

and my deal with the devil

is gathering interest fast.

 

I’ve got a new religion

it's fruitarian (or something).

Maybe that was just my recent diet fad?

Anyways, I’ll have a vodka with that.

 

They put my mess back together,

Humpty Dumpty on rewind.

My life’s a 90‘s polaroid fixture,

and it's tinting out at last.

 

I picked up my brain 

at the doctor’s office today;

this time I ordered it up blue

and caffeine coated to get me through.

 

Veronica Russell

2/4/15

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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I'm in high school. I write poetry because I love to share my thoughts. Follow me on my Instagram account as well: @ageofpoetry

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