THIS IS A POEM ABOUT BOREDOM AND DEATH AND THE INTERNET 3.22.17

My Internet is broken which means I am broken which means another few days of this and here comes the death spiral the death spiral the death of me and the onset of Millenial boredom a curse a curse a curse we have been born into the shadow of progress and it has done nothing but hold us back and unaccountable for our actions death boredom death boredom boredom bore

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