Once upon a time there were two

people named Jon and Craig

One day, Craig told Jon to write a

poem

to publish in Ryan and Rachel’s

shitty magazine.

“But I don’t know how to write

poems,” said Jon

“Well just write a fucking poem,

ok?”

But alas, it was past midnight, and

Jon was all out of ideas

So he documented his experiences

in a google doc

And he called it a poem.

And it was pretty bad.

In fact, it wasn’t even funny,

which was kind of the whole point

of the poem

But oh well

It’s not like it matters, anyway.

Nothing matters.

Everything is a lie.

Fuck.