Bloody bored
Here I go pulling out my Lego bricks
To once again pretend I give a shit
So what on Earth shall I build for you
Shall I make it out of crimson wrist red? Or suffocation blue?
Can I construct a spire out of your impotence
Or a cathedral heralding all the disappointments
Shall I straw a stick figure marching band
Will that finally make you feel like a man
Will I carve out a cardboard audience
In order to applaud your stirring performance
And I do believe that a bridge is order
Instead of guard rails, lined with divineg boarders
And support beams found in all of the buildings!
Like monkey bars, they will be for hangings
Just tell me how you wish to populate
Your self-full town built on hate.
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I’m inclined to say something… “constructive,” but…
Okay, how about: “this is why i stopped building things.”
Or: “nah, all that stuff already exists.”
I also thought about accusing you of being a hipster, because apparently legos are “trending” lately… but in allowing you the benefit of the doubt, it could totally be a coincidence. I wouldn’t want to just go around accusing everyone of being hipsters; that would make me one. But then, considering whether or not any action makes me a hipster, is hipsterish, so… dammit. Nevermind.
Maybe you could build me an urn.
OMFG… maybe we could have lego sets made of our ashes! Would that be awesome?
I will extol the very hipster trend.
Call me a fruit, because Im a smoothie blend
Define me by my use of ironay
But not by Webster, because mainstream defs are gay.
lol…