although, incredible, the dogmatic pursuit of absent-mindedness, two left feet up the [redacted]
i would make a remark about how fast the time has gone
but i never looked up
to see it moving
wish upon a
wish upon a
wish upon a moribund eternally pessimistic star
[if i was a poem, dear disinterested reader, i think i would be a fridge poem. not very profound, nor eloquent, and rather insipid; though it's quite funny that i exist in the first place]
Me & Earl & The Dying Light Emblematic Of, Or Perhaps Symptomatic Of, My Interest In Whatever It Is You Have To Say
met a genie on a long road
delivered with the smoke of a cracked kitchen kettle
juggling three wishes
in his drunken monologue
like a blind man juggles bowling pins
and stupidly i used them all
on making the next few tomorrows disappear
and now i'm here
...
anyway how may i take your order?
May 19, 2018
May 19, 2018 at 10:54 AM UTC
although, incredible, the dogmatic pursuit of absent-mindedness, two left feet up the [redacted]
i would make a remark about how fast the time has gone
but i never looked up
to see it moving
wish upon a
wish upon a
wish upon a moribund eternally pessimistic star
[if i was a poem, dear disinterested reader, i think i would be a fridge poem. not very profound, nor eloquent, and rather insipid; though it's quite funny that i exist in the first place]
Me & Earl & The Dying Light Emblematic Of, Or Perhaps Symptomatic Of, My Interest In Whatever It Is You Have To Say
met a genie on a long road
delivered with the smoke of a cracked kitchen kettle
juggling three wishes
in his drunken monologue
like a blind man juggles bowling pins
and stupidly i used them all
on making the next few tomorrows disappear
and now i'm here
...
anyway how may i take your order?
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