Alphabetty Spaghetti

Edthepoet

I got nothing..so here it goes, no divine inspiration to pour out my soul, like pouring a tin of alphabetty spaghetti into the bowl and it spelling out the words I've been searching for, no not tonight. Only boring people get bored..apparently, well fuck it count me in, not knowing the concept of boredom doesn't automatically make you entertaining, it probably just means your a little dense and spend much less time masturbating..than the rest of us. Well we got there pretty quick, considering this was about nothing, I would say I'd change the subject, but that would require going from nothing to something, like awaking from a dream, having never fallen asleep.. Sleep that's a funny one.. What the fuck Is it? We're human beings who reach feats that defy all logical belief.. But only for like roughly 16 hours out of any given day, the rest of that time we spend in a state that will one day help to create suspended animation, horizontally splayed on a king size mattress, wrapped up in cotton sheets, surrounded by inanimate objects, while rapid eye movement plugs us into a matrix, to receive our latest update, before being woken abruptly by a savage breaking of wind, ejected by the sleeping beauty, sharing this mattress, upload could not complete, this may result in unexpected behaviour of the control unit unless you reset it....ha, Maybe its better if I wait to write this shit when I'm feeling inspired.. Where's that spaghetti at?

  • Author: Edthepoet (Offline Offline)
  • Published: June 26th, 2018 19:16
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Comments1

  • Poetic Dan

    In a rambling of nothing there was everything. Nice



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