Flick popcorn at
The butt of all
Our jokes
Who we keep
Around for amusement
And to complain about
The lonely flock
Together surrounded by
Everything we ever wanted
Unaware of what will play
When those lights are
Lowered
Paranoia is sitting
Behind me waiting
For the ones who don't
Get paid enough
To care about our
Budget friendly exploitation
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Fabergé eggs: A collection of poems by Alexander Hopper
PoetryA collection of poems I wrote while I was at the lowest point of my life.
