"Poem" by Blake Middleton
i have been a person on the earth for 23 years
23 years of eating and shitting and crying and laughing
five years of drinking
i don't remember the first dozen
so really i feel like i've been a person for ~ten years
tomorrow i'll wake up and go to work
for the rest of my life i'll wake up and go to work most days
and it’ll fucking suck
but i’ll try to find meaning in the struggle
i moved into a new apartment yesterday
walked five blocks to an israeli restaurant with my girlfriend after we moved some shit in
she ordered a beer and a falafel
i ordered a glass of wine
the cashier poured a third of a glass
and said that was all they had
so he gave me the glass for free
it felt good to sit outside with a person i love and watch the cars pass and drink free wine
it feels so good and easy to be a person on the world sometimes
i'm doing my little thing
and everyone else is doing their little thing, and i'm not thinking about them
and they’re not thinking about me
and it makes sense that way
i mean i like it that way
because i don’t like being around most people
sartre liked to complain about capitalism alienating people
but that’s probably my favorite part about capitalism
yeehaw
after i finished my wine and she finished her beer and food we walked to the supermarket
passed some homeless people
felt glad i wasn't homeless
glad i wasn't insane or homeless
we bought a bottle of cheap wine at the supermarket
walked back to our apartment and sat on the stoop and drank and complained about the president
it was easy to complain about the president
because the president of the united states is a fucking moron
and when he dies i’m going to throw a party and you’re all invited
we’re going to get a donald trump piñata and fill it with whatever drugs you want
and we’ll do the piñata drugs and smash everything i own and light shit on fire
and bernie sanders will be there
wearing a thong and shooting a pistol at the fucking moon
while yelling about universal healthcare
hell yeah