stupid lazy poems that fall apart and go nowhere

The red pill is red The blue pill is blue Which would you take If it were up to you? Roses are red The sky is blue The sun is bright yellow But don't look directly at it. 'Cause, ya know. You'll go blind. Roses are red Violets are blue But are they really? Wouldn't…

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this is a cop-out

This is a cop-out. This is not a post. If this were an actual blog post, there would be a vague yet meaningful title, followed by actual content. A message of some sort, perhaps a story or a poem. Something interesting and witty, like the next great American novel, only shorter. There might even be…

bitter pill

When I was a little kid, I couldn't swallow pills. Not even little ones. They would stick in my throat, their bitterness spreading on my tongue, and I just could not swallow them down. Couldn't do it. So my mom, being the nice and amazing lady that she is, would stick a pill in a…