I lit a fire tonight
upon my grandfather's old typewriter.
I kindled it with all of his old pencils,
his favorite ballpoint pen,
his yellow-paged novels,
his newspaper cutouts of his past successes.
Hell, I even threw in the bookshelf.
And, just like that,
it was mortal history.
I did it for the **** of it.
I mean, if it was REALLY important,
it would be sprawled all over webpages.
Sprawled all over online searches and
digital databases.
Trust me, grandpa,
the future looks much better in High Definition.
Dec 12, 2011
Dec 12, 2011 at 8:23 PM UTC
I lit a fire tonight
upon my grandfather's old typewriter.
I kindled it with all of his old pencils,
his favorite ballpoint pen,
his yellow-paged novels,
his newspaper cutouts of his past successes.
Hell, I even threw in the bookshelf.
And, just like that,
it was mortal history.
I did it for the **** of it.
I mean, if it was REALLY important,
it would be sprawled all over webpages.
Sprawled all over online searches and
digital databases.
Trust me, grandpa,
the future looks much better in High Definition.
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