Obliterate the Bastards

Kurtz wasn't kidding
when he muttered the words
through his crusty fevered lips
"the horror"
"the horror"
a graveyard of depleted souls
what will they say about our time?
our years with Mickey Mouse as president
about asexuality?
about gentrification??
hipsters
*spit*
these aren't due problems
they don't rest on you, me or i
i sit and think about all this shit
my purpose, money, sex, material things
none of this ever gets a rise out of me
what is all this?
these material bullshit things
this lack of motivation
i don't even tie my fucking shoes anymore!
we've become sloppy pigs
withering in each others bullshit
you saw all this coming didn't you?
oh.. oh.. it's cause you have a psych degree
you're a genius aren't you?
i'm not.
time
this time that continues
and eventually runs out
"live in the now" = *jerking motion*
every second equals a shot
take a deep breath
you'll be here for a long,
tired time
these things
this organization
this greenback
these undefinable,
unobtainable things
we have
time
yes
always with the time