These people are all doomed
\nI look into their eyes
\nI float myself across their hotchpotch faces
\nI observe the essential arbitrarity of their bodies
\nAnd they wince they glare they scratch their itchy necks
\nThey have all the characteristics of people who are doomed<\/p>\n
I can tell that all these people are going to die tonight
\nI had a vision of a premonition
\nOf their lunatic heads bobbing
\nAbout in the ocean
\nChunks of metal and bodyparts
\nWhirlpooling around them
\nThey have just the right noses
\nEyelids and kneecaps
\nTo be blown entirely into bit\u2019s<\/p>\n
Everyone is doomed
\nTo even less now than merely their pointless lives
\nEveryone is going to die
\nCrushed up
\nSpat out
\nThrown into water
\nTerrible lizard filled water
\nExploding
\nFlailing
\nSmoking
\nDrowning<\/p>\n
But then a shot of alarming insight!
\nAnd I realize
\nThat people always look that way
\nThat all people look doomed
\nAll of the time…
\nAh, I breathe
\nAnd I recline
\nAnd I slowly drift off
\nSafe in the arms
\nOf my flying metal can<\/p>\n
The seatbelt sign goes on<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
These people are all doomed I look into their eyes I float myself across their hotchpotch faces I observe the essential arbitrarity of their bodies And they wince they glare they scratch their itchy necks They have all the characteristics … Continue reading