Lift a laughing hand
Make another order
Saunter to said registry
Be a useless drifter
Admire your surroundings
Indulge in all the plastic
Synthetic is the way
To one united classic
You are light and soundbites
Intrepid in your own right
Fighting for the good fight
To stake your claim on love
Those in their true mind
Will support in your decline
And prove that you are witty
To those who've got some time
Not unlike your shifting self
You shy away from drastic turns
Sitting quiet deep in thought
Contemplating your own worth
So they may judge and while they do
You will find a choice to make
To stop your greening glutton boorish ways
And return yourself to Earth
'Til the days you've binged and fed
A hulk of drifting static cling
Cable loading comprehension
From the specter's peeling brow
Finish talking and lounge in stillness
Hand things off to the glass trays
Spinning tales of useless falsehoods
That appeal our wilting ways
We will fade in shallow triumph
Laughing hoarsely through our heads
And we will die no soon nor later
Just when things start turning red.
i like the poem and for some reason it was putting me in the mind of something Darren Shan would write in one of his books.