Desk?
Classroom?
You’re really putting yourself
out there, aren’t you?
This isn’t twenty years ago.
You’re older, now.
What are you trying to prove?
Shouldn’t you just
be happy
with your lot in life?
Shouldn’t you just
sit down,
shut up,
go to work,
pay your taxes,
until it’s time
for you to fucking die?
What are you doing?
What do you expect to gain?
Are you really trying to be
like all your macho heroes?
Are you clinging to
some pitifully quaint
childhood fantasy,
that much like you
hasn’t had the sense
to realize it’s time has passed?
You think you’re bettering yourself?
Your life?
Your family?
Your community?
You think you’re going to help?
That your contribution
even fucking matters?
What a joke!
What a LARP!
If you were going to do anything
with your life,
you would have done it by now,
but you haven’t.
You’re just a pathetic nothing,
trying to be something he’s not.
A mid-life crisis in full effect.
I’m honestly sad for you.
You think anything that you do
matters?
It doesn’t.
And neither do you.
HG – 2022
