Climb the highest mountain, punch the face of god

Smells like botany and big business

After devouring a breakfast consisting of
Pretzels and Wild Cherry Pepsi,
I walked upstairs and outside and smelled the world,
Which smelled like flowers and smoke, and other dirty/beautiful things.
The earth's smell is recognizable,
Smells like botany, and big business.
Could we not decide on one or the other? Nope,
Had to have one corrupt the other.
My hair blows freely in the wind,
I like the wind, my friend, a breath of love from the clouds,
Sometimes I wonder if I would have thought these things,
Had I not been neglected as a child?

May 10, 2004

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Smells like botany and big business

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