I used to write when a pen and ink were the tools we used
but
then I got cofused by predictive text
(which never worked then)
did it?
so now if there is a now or is it then? when I have this existential crisis
I have no pen to poke my eyes out or scribble words out or rip a scripture on papyrus,
there's just us
declining yet advancing
in our years
reclining in the armchairs
climbing up the
back stairs
I used to have shares in this
now
I'm a part of it
don't let them sell you **** and
call it jello,
that's my advice for
what it's worth
Feb 26, 2017
Feb 26, 2017 at 10:54 AM UTC
I used to write when a pen and ink were the tools we used
but
then I got cofused by predictive text
(which never worked then)
did it?
so now if there is a now or is it then? when I have this existential crisis
I have no pen to poke my eyes out or scribble words out or rip a scripture on papyrus,
there's just us
declining yet advancing
in our years
reclining in the armchairs
climbing up the
back stairs
I used to have shares in this
now
I'm a part of it
don't let them sell you **** and
call it jello,
that's my advice for
what it's worth
Request permission to use this poem