the Naughty Revolution
by cookie
i can't sleep
there are billions of humans as intricately insane as I am.
each focused so close on their own tiny, shiny shard of
existance that
they forget
to smile when it is just me and them passing each other by
some lonely day.
you are going to die
(well, it's true).
but right now, you ought to smile, you're alive.
(i can't sleep because i am too excited about the Naughty
Revolution--it will bring color to your lives
and you will think of all the miracles
and you will laugh at your own flabby naked body).