Resigned to a reality where everything and everyone is story
A lesson to be learned around every corner. Social circles. YouTube drama. Science fiction, reality TV.
My ego is my project, projected through the screen. You know what I mean?
Reflecting on a reflection of the actor acting the way I’ve seen
Kristen Bell pens the absolute sweetest note for Dax Shepard’s sobriety birthday
Is this how I’m supposed to be?
Compare, rank, evaluate.
I almost like the glow of the screen, in front of my face, tablet on belly
While I nod off to sleep, cooking my inner intestines.
Sometimes I think, I think about my self too much. I watch. I’d like to say that’s not true. But it is.
My favorite philosopher is Heraclitus.
Salted blatter on a frying pan, sizzle sizzle splatter.
I used to say the TV was how Society wants you to behave,
Now I say everyone’s glued to their screens, as I …
Kidneys stewing in a three-bean chili
I think maybe I’m not watching my own story enough. What about you?
I’d like to die laying on my side, propped up by my arm, with a compassionate deep gaze on my face.
Leave a Reply