‘And every day I see the news, all the problems that we could solve, and when a situation rises I just write it into an album.’

January 26, 2011

-Lyrics, One Republic

That sense of  weight  pounds and thick damp suffocating
shoulders burdened brooding bothersome real world extravaganzas
homeless powerless frightened dimly glowing beams of mediocrity
and no potential for residential opportunities to reflect deflect and reject
they don't know
the absurdity  calamity  excessive wasteland of pools of conscious potential
residing on another planet across the ocean from them
because that kind of guilt
is reserved
for the indulgent absolutely  inaccessible   privileged minority of overwhelmed undernourished
perpetrators
where the hell is my coffee?   it's been a good five minutes
let me tweet about this
inexcusable absentmindedness
'Looks like I'm going to be late for work again!'
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