Crap By Definition

Well, it's today again
And so we spiral into infinite "happiness".
Some people wish this day would never end.
And for many others, it never does.
We will eat our breakfast lunch and dinner,
And oh boy will we love it.
And we will talk to people;
Make them aware that we care.
Circumnavigating tomorrow
And running like hell from yesterday.
And where will we run?
Straight into those comfortable shoes.
The older they get,
They still won't grow old.
So while we propel ourselves
Into that ominous black hole,
We manage to avoid
(And completely to our content)
That interminable crevice that is the human soul.

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