imagine,—
a story of
the impermanence
of things

save you

There was a movie before the movie before the movie before the movie before the movie
But we were all tucked in and could not wake
And I wish we might have
Had one of those “better breaks...”

I can see my friends:
Smiling,
Trying their best

((((Ex-girlfriends cackle............))))

I wish we weren’t so young
And the critics so smug,

I wish, I have better ideas

The Middle Class and Their Blog

everybody
all the time
complaining