The Writer of Essays
I am like a printer unconsensually burdened with consciousness,
Unlike the printer I have a mouth to scream with, but I usually don’t because I’m too busy putting words on paper, words on paper, and words on paper, and words on paper, words on paper, words on paper, words on paper, and words on paper,
The mouth is unnecessary, I only need fingers,
If I did stop to scream, what good would it do me? My task remains the same,
words on paper and words on paper,
I give words and they give numbers, and then I give more words, and they give more numbers, the symbiosis of the university and word processing technology, is words on paper and words on paper, and words on paper,
Similarly, introduction, thesis, body paragraphs, conclusion, is words on paper, is the product of me,
I am a writer of essays, which suggests, interestingly, that a writer of essays is what I am,
I will keep on typing until I reach the word count required of me: infinity,
Words on paper,
The black letters and words and words and words on the white screen multiply and I know I am functioning properly,
I am but a part of the word processor,
What an inefficient technology, that it relies on my flesh to do its job,
Typing and typing and typing the words and words and words,
If you give a monkey a typewriter it will make you something,
Specifically, words on paper,
if you give a monkey amphetamines it will give you so many more, for example,
Words on paper, words on paper, words on paper, words on paper, words on paper, words on paper, words on paper, words on paper, words on paper, words on paper, words on paper…