tiyler durden - I cannot write poetry

sitting in my cube of death
Chewing on my meat and bread
Breathing in. breathing out
With out a sound
my life goes on and on and on....
but in my mind goes off a nuclear bomb
I have no clue what goes on
I sit alone and recite a song
and as you all know
my poems of late are sad and low
But as you can all see
I cannot write poetry

tiyler durden

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