Untitled by Amanda Knight

Untitled

by Amanda Knight

we are aimless

or misdirected

filthy, shameless

and dejected

full of promise

full of power

growing number every hour

we fill our lives with cheap distractions

like mechanical animals'

mindless actions

feel your failure

sit and stare

run your fingers through your hair

eat your lunch

and beat your wife

struggle through your wasted life

of thoughtless anger and meaningless pain

of empty happiness and profitless gain

every moment you've enjoyed

without reason

is null and void