Why do adults like things that taste bad?
Why do we sometimes laugh as we cry?
Is coffee bitter, is bitterness life?
Why in the pharmacy do women buy cakes of makeup to conceal their bruises?
A cynic's wit aims for the knees until everyone tagged is bleeding out.
What is it about things 'bad for you' that are good for you?
Who buys all the sin they can get, and wants more? More punishment?
When blood quickens and parts soften or harden accordingly,
who says you move towards the good
the yielding, the syrupy thick sticky sweetness of that unknown fruit
with a hard, high walnut of a pit,
shiny with the pain of finding out?
And who says you lock up the sweet,
restrict the calories of the erotic
to fit into an outfit all rolled up in roles?
Who says good is bad?
Can bad be good for you?
When that curtain is pushed aside, would you recognize the country beyond?
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