:: Idle Neurosis ::

:: Tuesday, February 01, 2005 ::

i wanted to leave
you again today.
you’ve always found my indecisiveness cute.
my stomach turns
as i lay with you in bed.
you hold me tighter
perhaps sensing my
yearning.
i stare at my running shoes across the room
i want
to feel
the hard pavement
on the soles
of my
feet.
you smile at me through heavy
eyes,
before they s l o w l y close once again.
i turn my back
to you
and lay awake
wondering what you must feel like
to be so in love.


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My generation is poisoned by consumption.
perhaps activism and the giving-a-damn-about-anything is replaced by devoting long, enduring
hours to Playstation’s newest version of Grand Theft Auto
political fever replaced by fashion frenzies—
Prada bags, Tiffany and Co. bracelets, Armani glasses, and who could forget Diesel jeans?
My generation is brain-dead to the world.
images of abused prisoners overlooked by massive headlines devoted to the new Mini I-Pod with
how many gigabytes?!
We sit around quoting lines from The Simpsons and Napoleon Dynamite, yet we are unfamiliar with
our constitutional rights.
My generation is poisoned with greed.
starving artists replace their sketchbooks and horsehair paint brushes for upgraded graphic design
software
cuz carpal-tunnel syndrome is a small price to pay for designing an improved music downloading
website and profiting off of people’s needs
My generation is apathetic.
i guess i agree with the government officials, they know what their doing, right? i don’t really need
social security benefits, yeah who cares anyway. besides i’m gonna be rich.
we put down religion because God just doesn’t get us, besides the Bible and the Qur’an are too
long, restricting, and outdated
My generation is sleeping.
My dear generation,
Wake the fuck up!



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