empty and vain.

come now..

i'll tell you what i really really want from life.


it isn't lovely songs that make birth in the highest peaks of fulfillment.
nor is it the freedom to cause disruption in the established order of tradition.


i've no reason to care about the heavy thoughts other plague themselves with,
such as life
purpose
god
the universe

i'm interested in a select few things..

for starters i care to only like the reflection i see in the mirror.

for if i can gaze into my own eyes, and become lost. it's a good day.



i want good food. at all hours of every day.

for if i can lie in utter discomfort from an overly stuffed stomach. it's a good day.



i want women. that's it.. not for anything in particular.

for if i can lay with a woman entrapped in her legs and conversation. it's a good.. night.




i want sun soaked mornings to last well into the dreadfully hot afternoons, and i want that time to be filled with reading of comic books, enjoying movies, and kicking back with my homies while grooving to whatever is new and hip on the radio.

for i i can successfully waste my time, so that each and every second is devoted to finding no meaning in the meaningless. it's a good life.

Reviews

[Jordan]

Lol I love the simplicity of this poem. You aren't seeking higher meaning or anything like that; just a good day, a good time.. It almost makes relaxation an art form. :) I like this poem and the more I read, the better your writings get.