Mindless Drone

Three posts in less than 10 minutes.

Is this allowed?

I'm stuck behind a computer screen for eternity.

I think it's time I start to appreciate the stars a little more. And the moon. And even this ungodly heat that I like to complain about so often.

That's how a majority of my time is spent...complaining.

It ain't right, fella.

And neither is my lack of creativity lately. You know when you have so many ideas floating around in your head, and you don’t know where to start? Fuck me sideways, that’s my problem! I'm searching for creativity and satire and humor and whatever in all the wrong places. I want something original, but ORIGINALITY doesn't exist.
Let's think...
How about I write a witty attack on the government? No, screw that. How about I write a witty attack on those who attack the government through their "witty" writings? That's never been done before! Genius. Or how about pop culture and entertainment? There is so much wild and crazy stuff going on right now in the world of the rich 'n' famous!!! Or even better, how about I try (“try” being the KEY word) writing a farcical discourse on me not knowing what to write about, when in reality, it IS what I’m writing about, and try to be all slapstick and gelastic and use other words that probably don’t make sense in this sentence, and add a few “fucks” here and there for the dramatic effect? Fuck, I’m going with the latter!

Or maybe I'll just continue to complain...because that's easier and takes less effort.


isn't poetry
somewhat cliché?
comprised of feelings
sometimes empty
but always shared
some sort of way

how embarrassed we
should all be
when we convince ourselves
that we're original

this is just recycled
thought
i'm a contradiction

fuck.