3 Pretentious Honest Downers

This chip on my shoulder
So loaded, weighed-down
With contempt
For the love 'im and leave 'im
Routine
of this cynical world.
ZL


So happy
So in love with her
But the weight
of Disgust
for most-everything else
I endure
in this WasteLand
is taking its toll.
ZL

I guess
We'll just
Destroy it All
With our Worship
of Comfort, Convenience,
Denial, Complacency
So Self-Involved,
We'll just wait for another
To complement, smile at us
Genocide, Suicide
Planet-Wide Crisis
Not Pretty
So let's just ignore it,
Watch TV.
ZL 5/13/06