I write dumb essays, poems, and stories. I post them here.

Friday

The Sex Life of a Nihilist Isn’t Really Very Important

In the scheme of things, as they say 
even baby rats seem to play
koalas are mostly gay 
and we are all just
shit on a rock
anyway

but then again when you think about it
you realize you are thinking about this
instead of what to eat, or how 
instead of whether to run later, or now
instead of if you should hunt or plow
when the children can wait
for neither harvest nor sow
and suddenly the luxury of curiosity 
seems pretty fucking sweet
anyhow.