modernized men may haul their lives

            to escape self-importedly

                        his mediated conversations

                        the unconnected one over there that is his cog

                        the things that perfume for him

                        the sublime vantage of states of the arts

            (but records his popular shows)

talking in words,

looking in words,

thinking in words.

alone, eventually they’ll shut up:

one’s self feels

…and does

Today,
done with the finals!
In a year time
bye bye the bum
farewell freeloading habits
One more upstanding citizen will grace the world
and do as the world wants
pay taxes, recycle, watch TV, buy stuff,
embrace the existence/ inexistence of a god,
sit on piles of credit cards,
listen to the radio and die a slow death
with thoughts of youth wasted in ampheatres
for a paper degree that not even fruff the dog cares about
even though nursed and fed by the paper.

wet diapers every day
poopy shouldn’t be this way
love what i care for