Nothing Else

Nothing Else

A Poem by Kenneth The Poet
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"Same old s**t, just a different day"

"
awake between the hours of ten and six
a living being that should be walking dead
but in this artifice before the great meltdown
we find demarcations between day and night
might as well be utterly useless
for those that are sleep-deprived,
time is just a stream that appears
finitely endless
a Colorado creek bed overflowing in April
but bone-dry come the ides of July
and the phone isn't replaced into the
cradle and the out-of-service signal
beeps on like that creek bed
suffering slowly, not just the main agent
but the supporting players as well
money leeched
hours wasted on trying to
make problems disappear
this is why the absolutely negative
view of humanity holds some grain of truth
the stopped clock truth tells us we
have the capacity to do great things
with great responsibility
humans care for other offspring
despite being paid or not
humans go out of their way to
help those they don't know
follow the more positive aspects
of their respective creeds
but in the end,
it's all pointless
a what-other-people-said-about-Nietzsche-and-
Camus-fantasy that promotes absurdist nihilism
so what the f**k else is new?
nothing else, that's for sure

© 2014 Kenneth The Poet


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So much truth in that ending… humans care not people. Rock on with your thoughts.

Posted 10 Years Ago


Kenneth The Poet

10 Years Ago

Thank you, Dale.
The Rock And Roll Cowboy(REBEL WITH A CAUSE)

10 Years Ago

You are welcome sir

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Kenneth The Poet
Kenneth The Poet

Bismarck, ND



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Kenneth The Poet is an optimist wrapped in the candy shell of moroseness and cynicism. He lives between the two parallels marked 46 and 49, all while living in the state marked 39. He pretends that he.. more..

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