you live on a sullen track,
a one-way train wreck into
the abyss that Nietzsche
avoided rather passionately
this is your life,
devoid of slumber,
devoid of meaning,
devoid of essence
and experience both
this is worse than nihilism,
worse than any darkness
ever dreamed up by
razor-blade waving
teddy bear drenched
in the shade of oil,
the shade of coal,
the shade of pitch
are you there now?
if you are there now,
be a man and pull
the trigger because
this madness has to
end at some point
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..