earn a living.
marry. have kids.
lead a life.
Why bother?
why digress?
why derail the
conveyor belt?
Why think?
why observe the
noise inside?
why give thoughts
a language?
Why give a chair
four legs? or
aeroplane wing?
why do anything
other than just
breathe and exist?
What’s the point
of asking a question
in a world that has
mass-produced all
the answers?
That's what all
all cavemen thought.
till a lazy dude said,
why not?
and set his head
on fire to impress
a girl for a
one-night-stand.
and from the wheel
to steam engines-
the standards
have gone up
ever since.
the arc of history
is bent by the
acts of these dudes
doing crazy stuff to
sniff ass.