Challenge
Write a meaningless poem-- one that transcends meaning to touch the rotten emotional core of the self.
Lobotomy
People suck,
They really do.
Pretending to be anything but their true selves,
Expecting you to ooh and ahh and kowtow and such.
Feigning altruism,
Talking badly behind others’ backs
(Kind of like I’m doing now
But it’s alright because I’m not being too specific
Or naming names
Although I could.)
Anyway, where was I?
Damn tangents again.
Oh yeah, sucky people.
Now I’m even more depressed than usual,
And that’s abysmal.
Where’s that crochet hook and peroxide?
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