Abuse Rx

Little white beads fall from the sky,
I gather them up
collect them and save them.

They are dropped down from the heavens,
and sprinkled on the grass
as God splits open his Adderall capsule.

We think it’s snow,
but we are wrong –
because suddenly
a dollar bill is rolled up tightly
and we hear a gust of wind

As God inhales the snow lining the streets,
and suddenly the sun is shining.
And he can focus
and chaos ends.

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