Is it appropriate that I indulge
The pleasure centers of my mind and spend
My hours on a gratifying end
(Which end it is, I will not now divulge)?
Shall I luxuriate in my desires,
Allowing the fulfillment of them to
Exclude all other options from my view
And heap up coal upon my inmost fires?
Or can it really be the proper thing
To only entertain the things I love
And only work to the advancement of
Those moments that can make my nerves all sing?
It can't be, who cares? It's fun this way,
And at the moment, that's all I can say.
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