Therapeutic Penguins, by Sandwich Massacre Subscribe to rss feed for Sandwich Massacre

Head aches, tooth aches, cramps and paper cuts
Requires antibiotics and typhoid morphine sluts
Mixing, matching, wondering, hallucinating
When it all can be healed with breathing and masturbating

I can fly… you can fly, the penguins are flying
I see them soar, here come more
I’m suddenly feeling better, or I’m just numb
I’m numb to the pain, numb to the truth, numb to the
world
A matrix to my own body, sworn to captivity
Dancing in silence, as the penguins take over me

Gonorrhea, lice, and itchy arms
Tape worms, ring worms, and scaby farms
If you were clean, you wouldn’t need to deal
But now you’re stuck in a chemical wheel

I can fly… you can fly, the penguins are flying
I see them soar, here come more
I’m suddenly feeling better, or I’m just numb
I’m numb to the pain, numb to the truth, numb to the
world
A matrix to my own body, sworn to captivity
Dancing in silence, as the penguins take over me

succumbing to the therapy of the illusions in my head
why the fuck do we still wish we were dead
zoloft, prozac, pass over the ambien
surprised I haven’t seen a medication to straighten a
fucking lesbian
my mother, a victim, she tried to kill herself
with the same fucking shit she used to try to heal herself
we keep getting trapped in the rain, the world’s diagnosed
madly insane
more and more people keep slipping through the drain
we’ve become dependent, an amendment, made to give more
medications to the schizophrenics
cuz they need it, as they have a nightmare
seeing lambs and dinosaurs wearing grandma’s underwear
oh, here’s a problem, they get another prescription
to stop the nightmares, but now they’ve got an addiction
go through rehab to stop the disease
now we’ve forgotten their fucking allergies
mofo’s gonna die, everybody tried
to save the life of someone who was trying to get by
but society and their drugs equals love, lets drown in the
morphine
numb to the bones and addicted to amphetamines
we drown the world, lets drown the world
lets kill our friends, our families and that little girl
with the cancer, and the other psycho reject
the more we drug them up, the more they get defects
everybody dies, watch everybody die
becoming a victim of a bacteria that evolved over the
hysteria
we’re dying from the microscopic
drug up the depressed, more when they become chronic
it’s a suicidal mission
a holocaustical juxtaposition
line em up, shoot em down, into submission
we’ve modified, justified an artificial transition
disturbing the rhythm, maiming the fathom
rip it out, fuck it up, another bad decision

I can fly… you can fly, the penguins are flying
I see them soar, here come more
I’m suddenly feeling better, or I’m just numb
I’m numb to the pain, numb to the truth, numb to the
world
A matrix to my own body, sworn to captivity
Dancing in silence, as the penguins take over me

penguins take over me
2003
Posted: 2005-11-06 16:27:47 UTC

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2005-10-25 21:22:26Lovesick and Sick of It
This is great..... what better remedy is ther than penguins? Fabulous