woods-pretending

November 7, 2024

I read the play, hatchet job, but you work with what you got
Life is just two quarters in the machine
But either you got it or you don’t, that’s the thing
I was still hittin’ the buttons, “Game Over” on the screen
Dollar movie theater, dingy foyer, little kid, not a penny to my name
Fuckin’ with the joystick, pretendin’ I was really playin’
Pretendin’ I was really playin’
Pretendin’ I was really playin’

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“…to have an analytic enough mind to enjoy even second rate eighteenth-century poetry, is a better test of ‘love of poetry’ than to like Shakespeare, which is no test at all…”

T. S. Eliot

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