Time for Juice

 Lack of creativity will kill you. 
Even just weed, cigarettes and alcohol 
eventually repurpose your body 
into a lazy prison of aimlessness. 
The obnoxious, invasive voices 
of dildos on the street 
will chip away at your love & self-respect. 
You need the creativity. You need something more 
than oxygen and blood. Even lust and 
curiosity can't replace. You need the shapely world 
of growing chance, the hidden dimension 
between the fragility of this world 
and the concrete-mixture that slides 
towards 
dream. 

You need it. Let no one tell you different. 
Including yourself. Don't let the timid & 
the living dead fool you. Unsubscribe 
from the ranks 
of the everlasting apathetic. 

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