Hoarders and hoards of other wordly creatures fill the street corners, holding tightly, fingers clinging, knuckles white, to anything that makes them feel u n i q u e and whole. Walking around with plastic bags full of things that they don’t need. Blindly reaching for some meaning among all of this meaninglessness. I walkContinue reading “Hoarders”
I’m not going to smile because I don’t want to mislead you, but I’ll show you these teeth because that seems real. And I’m not deepressed, just so that’s clear. But I’m not happy, either, because it seems weird to be happy with the way things are in the world. I just think that someContinue reading “Teeth”
I went to the diner by my house this morning, and I sat at the counter while I tried to recount the events of last night to the waitress. I couldn’t piece it all together. So I ordered a coffee and watched the white guys talk about sports on TV. It always seems like it’sContinue reading “Super Bowl”
I don’t take care of myself but that’s ok, because we live in a day and age when material things are more important anyway. And I have a lot of things: clothes and hats and diamond earrings. The more the better I think, or they say, yeah, the more the better, that’s how the commercialsContinue reading “Material Things”
I like to sit in my chair and stare at the ceiling, while I smoke some weed and wonder why I haven’t found any meaning in my life yet. I wonder if I ever will, or if it’s all just a useless waste of time. Maybe. But it’s not like I have anything else goingContinue reading “Ceiling”
Give me one of those pretty glowing screens. One that’s big enough for me to jump into. I’d like to swim around in it for a little bit, through all of the bright lights and pixels. A little escape from reality. Maybe then I would have less worries. Maybe not.
All of the hamster wheels we’re taken at hamster camp this morning. It’s that time of year I guess, when everyone decides that they want to squeeze one more year out of life, like they suddenly deserve it. Too bad it’s not their decision.
I don’t wear glasses. My vision is good. But I have been seeing Things kinda funny Through these red-x lenses. It’s all shapes and Lines that bend, And objects that Don’t make any sense. Sometimes it scares me But sometimes I love it, Just knowing that I Must be a squiggly mess Of shapes andContinue reading “Shapes and Lines”
Muddy lines, There’s mold in that beer, Drink up! Ash-ridden tables, Chalky air, Smoke one, too! Again again again. Until, Black. Sleep. Alarm. Snooze. Alarm, groggy eyes, grumble, yawn. Broken thermostat. I shiver to the bathroom, Shave shit shower. Low pressure water. Brush my teeth. Eat. Work. Drunk guests, Boss drinking behind the bar, FalseContinue reading “Loop”
We live today, In selfies and Six second clips. We yearn for likes And retweets And shit. It’s a weird world, But it’s still the World nonetheless. So post what you can, Or be left for dead.