So it never really dawned on me, you know.
It, like, made no difference.
I mean, what the hell is "wonking"?
I don't even know what taupe is.
But somebody does.
Well, as it was described to me,
It wasn't what I first thought,
But then it never is, when I think about it.
And so goes every conversation,
Every nuance of what we call "today",
Lost in utter meaningless banter,
Forever wallowing in a mire of unformed thoughts...
Never failing to fail,
But always right on time.
Copyright 2014 by Andrew T. Durham