"You Can't Take it With You"
Is a poster I see
About a play
A comedy
On a yellow poster
Posted on a wall
Or posted on a window
Sometime last fall
Or was it winter
I forget you see
Since life then seemed
A tragedy
Which blurs the lines
Of Clarity
Until one day
They made me flowers
A garden of glass, really
And Eli made me
A metal box
With blinding fire
And sprayed spit
His eyes gleamed
With a twinkle
Never to quit
And
I see on the chalkboard
In the bathroom it states
Fall down seven times
Get up eight
For this life is a tease
Of plans never followed
A spike to the core with a twist
Fragility Frigidity Transparent
Dissipating in chunks
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