Someone should stop us! Snuff us out! We shouldn’t be allowed to say these things. To go on like this. To be like this.
Someone calm and good needs to have a word with us. Tell us off. Put a stop to us. Our continued existence.
We shouldn’t be allowed. No one should be encouraging us. It’s really proof that God doesn’t exist: that we’re allowed to go on. God would simply be the one who stops us going on.
We’re tired of us. Tired of ourselves. Tired of our blather. Weary of who we make each other be.
We know we’re tedious. We know we’re trying. We know we have nothing whatsoever to say.
Can’t someone put a stop to it? Can’t someone intervene? Someone calm and good?
Work in Progress 