Death and Pizza

It’s all just death and dandelions
Sad songs and old odes to joyous occasions
The bipolarity of existence
Mirrored by the rise and fall of our human experience
Perfect days don’t exist
Neither does unrelenting sadness
Sometimes you eat the bear and other times you realize that bear meat is inferior to most other meats
The key is survival
It’s escaping the lows,
Riding the highs
And hoping not too eat shit out on the ice
We are all flawed,
The world is flawed,
Life is flawed
But it’s not all completely fucked
There’s still pizza right?


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