Anthology

Cognitive Dissonance

Johnathan Hendrix

I was at the store

I saw a blind man

Looking at a rack of magazines

I tasted something funny

It tasted orange

Not like the fruit but the color

I was asked what I thought about

Something which did not matter

I said on a scale of one to ten I’d give it the square root of two

I talked to a friend

Who no longer takes drugs

Because he says he was so high he hit a new low