Rory M. O’Connor

hear plugs

no shrugs
must love
long hugs

don’t shove
all fucked
we’ve come

bring drugs

on the sausage factory; by, the peanut gallery

dinner
was a hamburger with no bun
party over at our house
come with music

cd player or cassette
wind down the wrong pipe
up for thin air

hell for the company alone

you talk like diagnosis
and frankly it’s atrocio
us, we hardly ever go
fish, I
have nothing you need.

dinner is almost done
we’ll take the bill, just
one please, our check
mate,
and wasn’t that indeed.

I think its funny when

I think it’s funny when a person is impatient/
intolerant with someone who has
no motivation because of
a desire to die:

uhh dude
I don’t even want to be living right now
I don’t know if you can
understand what that entails

but I don’t fucking fuck
what you fuck about
fuckity-fuck, fucker.

just an observation of other
people who aren’t myself.

option won option, too

nothing has prepared
dinner is above our table
your umbrellas sulking, wet
I’ve created a monster

I mean you the best of fuck

truly and regards
give them to your mother
these    words    are    far    apart
andfurtherthaneachother

how clever is your art
I’m moving to the ocean
the waves don’t fall apart
unless that’s what I’m hopin

so about 5 mins ago (15ish by the time I finish this post; I write it all in html on my droid) I noticed 2021 looks like my name

I’ve always thought I was going to very directly bring about the end of the world. Earlier, I jokingly used 2021 instead of 2012 as a mistranslation allusion, but then saw something else.

All I’ve done since is Google “2021” and peruse the wiki page for the year. Some interesting crap showed up:

It’s the year Skynet begins our judgment.

The largest brood of cicadas is predicted to come.

Earliest expected year for first manned Orion mission (they know it’s coming, it is one of several attempts to save humanity*).

The Children of Men, and other novels, video games, et cetera, use this year for “interesting” plots**, to say the least.

It is coming, the year of RORY, 2012. Be prepared.

* I first saw the 2021 when I used it as the hypothetical year of a decently scaled cryogenic freezing of the elite*** of the population—to save mankind.
** highly suspicious plots
*** I assumed in this scenario that I would be frozen.