Eat The World

Before the world mattered it didn't exist. A void yearning to be filled with something. Crying out for purpose and demanding to have substance. Now that the world exist it doesn't matter except to a select few. They stand and sit making noise with lips that make no sound hoping that a mouth listener will come soon to hear their cries. Why so serious? Says the lip reader with a smile. Is ice cream meant to be admired or eaten before it melts. Eat the world, it will not be here long whether you do are don't. Might as well have a bite.