
Like Franz Kafka, I’m sickly
& a double Bohemian. Double
Bohemian is when you have
Bohemian ancestors & you’re in
the arts. (See also DOUBLE
CURSED) Now,
I don’t want to downplay
the influence of my Irish ancestors
& suffering via famine. Some people
are going hungry in the U.S.
as I write this, but we aren’t
supposed to talk about it. The U.S.
isn’t a first world country anymore.
It hasn’t been for quite some
time. It took me longer
than it should have
to realize this. I was young
& pretty & basically
dropped my brain off
at a public swimming pool
for several years.
I wish my mind was still
at the pool. I’m so much smarter
than I used to be. It’s hell.
I could still put on a bikini
& look cute, but I might get shot.
On Labor Day, someone
will go into labor. But
it won’t be me. Luckily.
No children for you, America.
You can’t get your hands on
these eggs.
The world is, bad, too danderous, too, ugly, to bring a newborn child into it, and, the sole purpose of, reproduction is so that humans don’t go, extinct, and yet, we humans are, the sources if, all things awful that’s currently, going on right now: wars, global warming, etc., etc., etc. so, it’s for the best, that we stop, reproducing, and, save this, planet from, destruction…
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