it's a funny concept ain't it
while we're all thinking about our problems and ourselves and our days and our lives and our long-lost-loves and our regrets and our promotions and our GPA's and our lovers and our neighbors' wives and our families and our families' problems and our government and our caskets and our regrets and our jobs and our lovers and our beautiful children and our regrets and our concepts and our parents' parents' concepts and our puny concepts and our failing sex organs and our overactive minds and our half-empty beds and all the other shit we think about
none of us is thinking about
how we're all systematically moving away from each other
in a nice, orderly, conceptual fashion
i guess we'll deal with that when it gets to be a problem
No comments:
Post a Comment