South of Peachy!; poem

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lost!

Submitted: June 06, 2014

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Near as I can figure, I'm somewhere south of Peachy

I need to find a gas station, so I can ask them

How in the hell I get back on the freeway, headed north,

Because north of Peachy is where I'd like to be, ideally

Somehow, I got lost; this map is absolute shit!

Of course, people will tell me that I'm screwed up

Don't they think I know that?  That's why

I got the fricking map in the first place, to help

Me find my way, but in trying to follow the map,

I'm even more lost than ever; the damn thing

Said to take a left, so I did; take a good look around;

Does it look like north to you?  Hell no, it doesn't

See those?  Those are negative thoughts, stacked like

Cord wood; see those over there?  Those are problems,

Or potential problems; no matter how unlikely

It really doesn't matter; the neighborhood I'm

Trying to find is quiet, sleepy, and peaceful

This bloat-bag---oh no wonder ; I've got the thing upside-

Down!  


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