When do we run out of excellence?
Not everything will always be
Formidable where are my friends
As if they’ve all been murdered
Vanished or taken away
But to where?
This is going to come out
In a pitiful way but I always knew
In some cases she didn’t!
It’s so exhausting to be the one
Reminding the self
Of how unamazing we are
I could fall asleep forever
Snoresville!
Someone said today
Unlike others you have style
Everyone is so boring you’re different!
Man that felt thrilling I was
Verklempt and inimitable
To be sinfully drunk instantly
Passed out in a pool of you
My opulence you must know
You remind me of what
Makes it possible with your words
That I could be better
Something even genial
When in doubt
Maybe you’re attached to all the
Negative things that happened selfishly
In your earlyhood of questions
Savoring dark soups
What is not okay?
Fear if to be comforted?
Asleep now below the lighthouse
© GÄ
Poétique 