an honest assessment of the situation

politix are as meaningless as intentions
actions matter, birth matters, death matters

It's Saturday night, i have a computer with endless streaming abilities in front of me,
a phone with hundreds of readily available humans to the left of me
I chose the lighter to the right of me to burn the ankle to the left of me
Felt present for the first time in two days

Is pain pleasure, is pleasure pain?
who gives a fuck either way, they are both things we, us supposed humans, cannot begin to understand
we have morals or ethics, what is the difference?  both attempts to explain a world infinitely more complex than our minds can fathom

So fuck it, I have warm skin and a hotter lighter, that is how I will spend my friday night
Thank you klonepin and weed, thank you childhood and heartbreak, thank you world I witness every fucking day
So it is mac n cheez, a hot lighter, and mindless entertainment, until tomorrow brings another chance to pretend to infuse meaning into my life.