I finished my taxes and FAFSA
on time so pour some glitter
sprinkle some thyme.

I keep trying to return my body
but I could not get anyone
to pay the shipping on Ebay.

I thought I was sick
but the thermometer
said to get more of a tan.

I asked my doctor
for some pills so she wrote a script
to change my mind.

Acknowledge manic work habits then 
fall asleep on the couch watching
Dancing with the Stars.

When you die the white light
fades into clouds that say LOL.
Guys, I figured it out:
I should be more serious.

So I am working on a
philosophy in which everyone says 
let's just make this bearable, ok?
One life, no take-backs.