Lament Or Celebrate The Inherent Insatiability Of Existence (30 Words Or Less)
Yep, that's what I said: 30 words or less. Exciting, right? Isn't it simply better to be restricted? To have rules to follow or even to break. After all, to accomplish something by limited means is a far more agreeable feat than to face the queasy expanse of a blank slate, is it not?
Nothing Rhymes Well With Want.
Have you there no itch to flaunt?
Feeling sated? Nonchalant?...
Welcome boredom’s endless taunt.
To want for naught is still to want.
(note: scratch out lines one through four)