Poetry · volume 1
Lazy
Waking upTo a dreamIt’s cookie cutter HoloceneEverybody’s doing it I look at youYou’re so sereneI mean you just seem so comfortable with this I’ve got a matchI’ve got a lightAnd some crumbly bitsMaybe I should hit this shit OrYou’ve got a catTrained to attackMaybe you should show me a trick, little kitty Or We could get a snackWatch a showWe both lay back OR We could reminisceAnd wish and wishAnd theorizeAbout this and that But as a matter of fact,These are the things we doWhen are actually doing nothing at all.