The full, uneducated stomach

College education
makes me laugh.

You are a sheep,
but not a sheep
for good.
So drop out,
pull the collar off.

Or you'll be run
like a greyhound,
after the rabbit
constructed from
wood and fabric.
The day you can
no longer run.
You'll die alone
in a large home.
But having never
learned a thing.

So throw one back
and smoke one up,
and count the many
ones that will never
add up
to anything more
than one.
Or didn't they tell you
to add like this.
That you're alive
because you care,
what so many think.
so who's buying tonight's
drinks?
Money from
mom and dad
who sent you here.
You left suburbia
to come here.
Turn into replications
of your parents,
and your friends.
Or what you call
your friends.
Who would stay with
you to the end.
But they hate you,
and they're fake.
You'll find this out
someday.
They'll leave you
when you need them
most,
but it's not their fault
they just never
learned.

So greyhound,
keep running
because this track never gets shorter.
And that rabbit never stops,
someday, you might get luckier
and catch that motherfucker.
Wooden bones
and cotton steak,
beneath your polished teeth
it breaks.
Choke down your prey
oh predator.
You've earned it,
so learn it.