The End

 

Malfunctioning me
just can't catch a break these days
cause all my shit is breaking..

I hold my breath

every time I flip a switch

and try to turn on a device..

Ain't life a bitch?

Obsolescence by design..

Erosion of the mind..

Corrosion of the soul..

The curse of longevity
is realization of the certainty
that we are every bit as finite 
as our current broken toys..

Only we can't be replaced or fixed..

Ain't life a bitch?

Carpe Diem or bust my temp friends..