goodbye morning (12) cups on the right, knock one over again alive pick it up (no one noticed) fill it with coffee which I don't drink watch some ****** movie on TV and pretend to punch through the screen
think of it, happiness haven't been this happy in awhile like it or not smile on your face on little day happy, happy, happy the ****** movie still plays got nothing else to do fling the coffee at the screen the TV dies think of you and go up to it I go through it like in Videodrome or something like that
Thanks, Cronenberg I'm expendable
I can't say I do that well at spoken improv poetry