Categories
Poetry

Wrap It Up

Wrap it up
I don’t want to hate reading
You
Books are testament to my 
Slowly dwindling
Attention span

But please get 
To
The
Point

It’s not 
Your fault
Dear author

My dopamine
Is 
Smithereens
Thanks to
Monkey vids
On multiple
Screens

You’ll need
Something special
To assuage
The necessarily
ADHD reader
In this
Day and 
Age

Categories
Poetry

Fridge

What will I find inside the fridge
A bit of food? Just a smidge?
I’m positive I’m almost starving
My stomach sits there cruelly laughing
But once I’m there I’m struck with wonder –
Hunger has been cast asunder.

Perhaps I only came this night
To worship at its’ thrumming light
I only ate within the hour
Such are fridges’ awesome power

A catch-all existential quest
To stop the dread inside my chest
A hopeful source of some elation
Food puts dread on swift probation
The fridge for most, is this location.
It’s either that, or masturbation.