Fred Aiken Writing

Tag: futility

futility in font

i like to write my poems in different fonts to keep me on my toes,
even though the only person that reads them as i write is me,
and i don’t really care all that much about what the font is,
so i’m pretty sure that constantly changing the fonts on myself
is one of the most useless endeavors ever pursued

WHAT COMES NEXT ISN’T AS FUN AS YESTERDAY

one day, i think you’re going to die,
but don’t think i’m getting out of this alive either,
because i’m not,
though maybe if we keep writing about death and the end and the inevitable and truth and power and sex and rage and happiness and fear and anxieties, then
perhaps,
though i’m not certain,
but perhaps,
there might be sour skittles left at the end of this trail,
and our last breaths can be the puckering astringency of artificially colored sugar
journeying down our digestive tracks,
as we die,
as i die,
but i’m almost certain that it was all deserved