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REAL LIFE

True life,
Real life,
where have you gone gone gone gone gone gone gone gone gone gone gone?

Are you still here,
or are you only
in memory?

Real life,
Conscious life life life life lfie life life ilfe iflei lfie lflie elifeli feilefli e,
have you disappeared among
the throngs of prefabricated people?

"I'm here" says the computer screen
with a deep, clown voice.

"It's me" says the television with
a nasally bee voice.

PISS

JUNE

In June the bees and insects come out to play
and have a good time, with me and cats

Then the young saplings, fresh and wonderful,
burst from their earthy cages

This is when I and my clothes lay on the grass
and forget about the steam and smoke

And our special star provides energy and warmth
we convert into steam and smoke

And then I use that energy to power my tools,
my entertainment

I go inside and stare at a screen for two, three hours
consume fewds made by the powerful engines

It gets dark, I forgot about the sun
Now I'm thinking, depressed

Astronomical

This is my new poetry
It revolves around the world and me
My insignificance
Our stupidifigance
And the lasting impressions of a vibrant past

DOOM DOOM DOOM

Once there were cultures,
there were more than 100 kinds of plants and animals
The pacific garbage island didn't exist

DOOM DOOM DOOM

DOOM DOOM DOOM

Once there was writing,
people used to feel warmth
people could breathe without help

DOOM DOOM DOOM
DOOM DOOM DOOM

I'm very depressed,
my life is a mess
Actually, it's not, but
I'm still upset
by my bad decision
And the subsurface words :
"I'm stuck"

Stanley

Stanley, lost in thought, began crossing the street. A middle-aged woman in an SUV zoomed by, nearly smashing into him.
"Pedestrians have the right of way you fucking moron!", yelled Stanley.
After making it home, he began drinking copious amounts of alcohol.

Bones

Overlord Kev Chanston reclined in a plush swivel chair made of animal skin.
This is too easy, he thought, blowing a wispy cloud of cigar smoke into the room.
The Overlord punched a few numbers into his comm device, and a few moments later a man's face appeared before him.
"Awaiting instructions, sir"
"Initiate code Gamma-334", the Overlord responded casually.
The man's face disappeared, and the Overlord poured himself a glass of brandy.

A few minutes later an armada of deathships opened fire on Planet Kroy, killing 7 billion.