happy? anniversary.

i woke up at 5:30 am on the floor and, immediately, drank a coffee. after one sip i headed straight to the bathroom. a two day release of bad food. bad wine. bad conversation and bad company. i flooded the toilet and then shat some more. i needed five flushes and a plunger to survive. after half an hour i made it out of the bathroom and drank some more coffee. i then went to my bed and sat down to ponder life. i pondered about the day. i pondered about the weather. i pondered about the never ending wars. the lack of humanity. the shitty leaders in shitty governments. the shitty food chains. the shitty commercials. the shitty movies and the shitty shows. the shitty pop stars and the shitty puppets who follow them.

WE LIVE IN A SICK WORLD.

the constant pounding down our throats of false narratives and disgusting propaganda. innocent children dying due to extreme greed. innocent children starving. innocent children born into poverty and bombed out buildings. innocent children born into shitty families with shitty parents who drink shitty beer.

TRUCKS EVERYWHERE.

CONVERSATION NOWHERE.

love.

listening.

empathy.

intelligence.

where are you?

you seem to be lost.

TGIF.

THANK GOD IT’S FRIDAY.

another week survived in a dead end job with dead end conversations and dead end pay.

while friends are posting about their epic trips to greece and france and germany and chile i am eating take out pizza and drinking cheap wine with my wife. it is our anniversary. we think??? we don’t really know. we never know. and why do we celebrate our anniversary when we aren’t really happy?

we don’t do anything together.

we don’t have fun.

we don’t have money.

we don’t have sex.

we don’t listen to each other.

we don’t talk to each other.

zero talks.

zero fucks.

zero money.

zero fun.

zero love.

zero hope.

zero plan.

zero.

zero and dull.

dull and zero.

happy anniversary.

i love you.

why are we so sad and so dull?

great sleep. two beers. two glasses of wine. sleeping pills. anxiety pills. want to get off the meds. who needs them? what are they good for? do they help in any way? mind is somewhat foggy but maybe I need to accept that. write about that. our mental health resources in Canada are atrocious. we are all, basically, left to fend for ourselves and society hopes that our issues all just go away. WELL FUCK THEM!!! THEM sending our society into wars, poverty, dullness, rapes, murders, debt. sick leaders and sick governments with sick rules and a sick society. why do we allow such useless bores to rule us? are we that dumb or that complacent or both?

we work. shit. work some more. drink bad beer. talk about useless things. follow useless rules. listen to useless bores speaking useless thoughts. useless lives leading other useless lives. rich. poor. debt ridden. big empty houses with big empty hearts and big shallow souls. what have we become? where are we going?

there are still wars raging with many innocent lives lost. and we all accept it.

still big banks with big bucks and big egos fucking everyone over except the big guy with the big cigar. and we all accept it.

big dull corporations offering big dull products becoming bigger and wealthier while the little man with little products and little ego gets left behind and buried under their broken down homes and broken down system. and we all accept it.

why do people go to mcdonalds when there are so many better burger joints around?

why do people watch such shitty tv when there are so many better shows and better films around?

peasants.

maggots.

bores.

sheep.

rule followers.

fake and phony.

phony and fake.

fake tits.

fake hair.

fake eyelashes.

fake lips.

fake smiles.

fake teeth.

why do we applaud this?

hello?

answer me. please.