PostPoems Be Artistic. Be Creative. Be Inspired!

living on this planet is like living in a paper bag
the world is dark
breathing is a chore that sometimes makes us high
and the state doesn't care
and if they did we'd be fucked
"everyone is serious"
and someday sooner or later we will leave the earth whether first in body or in spirit last will be through the amnesia of the dead

this is all depressing shit,

i learned to speak chinese on a mountain in california but i cannot write it.
i can barely read it
help i am illiterate!
the letters inside palms elude me
i understand nothing about fossils or footprints
i don't know what the monks are chanting at all
tell me are they still relevant?
are you being sincere?

my therapist in group says so many things that don't matter
everything i can understand is meaningless
i hate when my writing is neat
it makes it pointless

there is a tiny man inside my brain and a smaller one inside of his

this is very serious!
grazing glazed turnips dog wily grenade!

there is a cat behind our backyard fence he is meowing unintelligibly!
methylone-gazing at each other i love you but i am high i do not understand you
i am high am i intelligble?
we are so limited
a man i know mispronounces "condescending"
he is indecipherable!
another misspells quadrupedation
don't get me started, he is a raving lunatic, a modern mystery!

who is even going to read this?