Thursday, December 2, 2010

Auf dich!

i dont care about art
(thats a lie)
what i really care about is cool
about the feeling of cool
of something enviable
like damn, i wish id done that first
(i still could  
and maybe people wouldnt notice!)
(naw, thats cheap, 
a lie that would feel like shit)
so i am checking people out 
and making judgments
like, look at him!
thats kind of cool
sort of a dark, manly hulk look
got his own ideas 
aint afraid of living his way
(although hes going to die 
for being so fat!)
black shirt. thats cool
and look at her!
but shes trying too hard
wasnt she a model?
and now she is shadowing him
i know him, hes a dork
(he was all about being cool)
she (literally) has to stoop to his level
(i see her in my minds eye stooping)
and there again
another case of cool
(im all about cool) 
(it just happens to look like art sometimes
artsy or independent, thinking)
but this guy, hes goofy
i mean, hes fun, not dark
but doing his own things
happily popping out tricks
and grunging down his own path
making it look cute and casual
but check it out!
hes got product
hes got resume 
thats something cooler than
despondent, moping, apathy
das ist cool, man
wirklich cool!
Auf dich!

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