This be reversed.

We’ve gone ahead and had some kids.

We’ll live as long as we can stand

To try to overcome that cliff

Of misery passed man to man.

Perhaps we’d have a better chance,

If in good time we acquiesce,

And accept our irrelevance.

We could fuck up a little less.

Our kids, We’ll fuck them up alright.

Our kids will, with our good intents,

Go on to set the world alight

With fucked ideals or common sense.

A rebuttal of Phillip Larkin.


About dialectetus

You can't look twice at the same profile... eh it works for streams. Do the same electrons remain trapped in the same place in the same server until I change this profile? I would think not, but I'm no physicist. If so, I feel bad for those little particle men. Words are spells. One spells words. At least, that's what they tell me...
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