For a generation that owns its stereotypes like a boss,
And binge watches TV shows as an accomplishment,
That has more pseudo-intellectuals than the other kind
And has the luxury of negotiating the discomfort of real,
For all things ‘dank’ and ‘lit’
For a generation that seeks gratification by the second,
And groans at having to write a 300-word essay,
That owes its GPA to the blessed heart of CliffsNotes
And has traded having to sit through good comedy,
For memes and memes and more memes
This is just to say
I have hidden
the mind
that was once
your brain
and which
you probably won’t
discern,
maybe ever
Forgive me
but won’t you rather
read up
on icebox plums
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