Ezra’s chugging,
but the lactose level just won’t decrease.
(what’s our meaning? you decide.)
fourth wall broken,
let’s watch, dear reader
as the gallon challenge becomes the old man & the sea.
(‘s all in the references.)
this milky moby dick will not be caught
& our hero oughtn’t be doomed to fail;
might happen regardless.
so the sorrowed sisyphus rolls on,
not realizing he possesses the power to
invert
convert
subvert
tip the boat & total the car, Icarus!
release the safety belt & try your wings for once, man!
take your way out!
he won’t. can’t. something.
we just sigh & call him Ishmael.
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