LIKE LANOLIN
Over at Merck, they're making drugs
for porpoises; pills that can make swans
sing and horses talk. There's a veterinary
section for the two-headed cows, from which
all human medicine is of course kept separate.
They aren't doing this cause discomfort, but
only to alleviate pain. The world, from this
vantage point, is a tragic moron needing help.
No one gets acne anymore, or at least not as
it used to be seen - commercials and radio
ads of tragic intent. Now happiness is all
we get : open phonelines and screens on
which to talk. There's a somehow-new drug
of happiness on parade - I see it everywhere.
in the backs of taxis people texting, on the
seats of bicycles while they troll along.
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