Like the torment of Prometheus
It\'s so hard work that I can\'t even think about it anymore
Ah, I want to spend all day drinking and not thinking about anything
All good and beautiful things have died
Personal monologue is not a poem
It’s tweeting
Our society cares about individual tweets
Never mind, but they are only millionaires
Never mind, but neither I nor you got a cent from them
I know I didn\'t get a cent from him, but you don\'t seem to know
Are you OK?
Oh, I don\'t mind your lie