Lots of Infinity

Staying alive in infinity
rising above the rubble
rules and exceptions we imagine
you just do what you do and never hedge.
This is infinity.
If you want a slice of the future,
you should grab some attention.
Sometimes this is a natural inexplicable result,
a relation to the new memes,
blowing off someone famous,
or this is just flowing divinity?
There is no difference effectively.
Really though it's a chase for the mind share of humanity.
This poem doesn't mean anything.
Hopefully though, it tells you lots.
Life is a series of serendipitous circumstances we can blame on anything or anyone.
It's kind of sad and promising.
Let's just smile and be pretty in infinity.
Never placing what we perceive to be our shortcomings,
nor their reflections,
upon ourselves or each other.
Yeah...it easy to say it's bullshit,
this is the way we start talking.
Inexorable grunts and slowly defining syllables and tones into meaning...
I say nothing to you,
and you throw it back to me.