Trying to write a poem is horrible. I can't. I mean, I probably could but the poems I'm going to come up with will be so god-awful, the people who read it will have brain aneurysms trying to comprehend why I would write such a thing.
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it's just dark
and dank
and it smells like my skull
the notes in my head
they keep me alive
and everyone thinks
i'm going insane
the boat is sinking
follow your leader
simon says
jump
i am a chair
to be sat on
and stood on
for people to prop against doors
and get lap dances on
i am a chair
mono block
wooden
steel
does it matter
i am a chair
something for the tired
and the lazy
and a chair will never complain
no matter how heavy
no matter how long
a chair is a chair
and it will stay in one place
until it breaks
and then
you get a new one
but a table
a table is even more worthless than a chair.
tables are for preparing
and studying
and writing important things on
they're for getting body shots
and dancing
and maps and pens
but a table is formality
and etiquette
and politeness and demeanor
and i am none of those things
i am a chair
