
barely get a break
even when i do
it’s about as short as my revenue
my mind’s like an artificial doomsday
someone set it loose
too intelligent to switch off
feathers grew
now it can evade
when my pellets shoot
bound to feel the torment when i unmute
i take minimums and get a truth based
in peer review
but my method doesn’t follow through
the kettle blew
– D K T
Great last line rhyming. Like ‘as short as my revenue ‘. Ha!
LikeLike
ah thanks! haha glad it’s relatable
LikeLike