Netflix & spill

When you don't have that spirit
The time or energy to invest in people
To invest in life
You just get caught up somehow
 like a fly
In monotony
In that day to day
Day after day
Nights on Netflix
Perpetual lax behavior
And chill
Like a sluggish animal

Weeks melt through life
Like crayons on a radiator
And the colors turn something dull
Into lively entertainment
And prophetic metaphor

When you don't have that gusto
That necessary gumption to quake life
You fall in between radiators
And eventually dull all of your colors
Into a single dying stream
 of streaming live TV