I don't know
There are all these things.
Unanswerable questions
and unfathomable theories.
The unreachable dream
and unquestionable motive.
The anger and aborment flowing,
the uninhibited resentment.
The addition of butterflies,
making it unbearable.
The association of rum
with an exotic, unreachable pirate.
Pens with two colours
and unbelievably sharp scissors.
Smooth legs and blunt guillotines.
Vibrant colours and glasses for
citizens on the edge of blind.
Flashing orange lights
capturing your attention.
The infinite random events
you concoct to fill in the hours.
Songs from the 90's
filling your mind with
ideas of D-list celebrities.
Old forgotten friends
lighting the once
distinguished spark.
New programs, words, disasters.
Always trying to find
a different way of doing things
Bigger
Better
Original
Searching for a specific word
that hasn't been used by
anyone you know.
Discovering the new fad
Missing your favourite new show
Missing an old favourite
What to do
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1 comment:
... Maybe you should read a book.
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