Cruel To Be Kind
It’s funny how
people keep talking about a
zombie apocalypse,
but I look around and watch people
uninteresting, bland, stereotypical
and I’d say it’s already happened.
Some days I want to
meet an alien, in hopes that
maybe they are slightly interesting.
Everyone I know is generic and can be
fit onto a direct template.
I feel like I could
write flow charts on people’s personalities.
I want to find someone who breaks the mould,
generously interesting and without some critical flaw
I don’t want to meet them because I would
just fuck that up.
I’d be completely happy, just knowing that they
exist.