Lies My Devices Told Me, Pt. 3 (Or Why I Don't Write Anymore, Part 2)

Check off that box,

and then go see a show!

Life's in schedules and lists,

What you make, where you go,

What you spend when you get there,

All the to-dos we all do,

Not subvocalized reasons

We have to push through.

It's the tangible clutter

That I purchase with time

That I could spend relaxing

My thoughts into rhyme.

A Love Anthem for the Vision-Seeker

Roses are blue.

Violets are red.

Help yourself to some mushrooms.

They're out in the shed.

A Love Anthem for the Survivalist

Roses are red.

Violets are blue.

If the world ends tomorrow,

I hope I'm with you,

(Violets are blue.

Roses are red.

But if you're a zombie,

I'll aim for your head.)