I have become restless
addicted to the screen
eyes uncomfortably strained
while I let my teeth rot away

isn’t there a bakery with real bread anywhere?

I do not even realize I am doing it
in the middle of writing a poem
time passes
and then passes some more and I realize
I am scrolling
through pages and applications reading
nothing but nothing
and do not understand why

i do not prescribe to the rules of the world
but they rule regardless of my interest
i simply do not believe them, or believe in them
but i follow what follows me as I survive

the tragedies and successes mean nothing to me
humanity is not that important
there is nothing in existence that does not create and destroy

what is expected in this world
and what occurs in it
does not surprise me

 

af

 

(written in marble notebook)