Social S.o.t.F
To be the best.
Not break on impact.
So we thought.
Will we be alive
for equilibrium?
Not at this rate.
The primal rule supreme.
Pleasure and pleasure.
This universe,
has a hell of a sense of humor.
No reason has reason,
and nothing is something.
And it's hilarious.
👁 4💬 0
Something wrong with this poem?
Replies are closed for this poem.
Your Poem's Voice
See what makes your poem unique — its voice, energy, themes, and the literary traditions it draws from.
Comments (0)
No comments yet. Be the first to share your thoughts.
Log in to leave a comment.