I met them smart, they layed down numb.

As I sit between geniuses

and as I lay between sheets

staring at the popcorn ceiling,

I start to realize that

it is all fucking the same.

every pizza is round,

every mind is in our head.

Life is worth living where

light shines between blinds

and philosohical discussions

are left for Yangming and Socrates

in dirt.

in a coffin.

six feet under.

We both can not solve the world

and the world will not solve us.