whatareyouthinking

Freeze your mind
and others’ minds too.
Then watch hope melt
and run like glue—
down our dreams
and through
our days—
turning dreams into
Kafkaesque goo,
and day to night.

Now tonight
witness your plight;
the pessimist excels
only at
being right.

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