Saturday, November 28, 2020

Done, so done

 Pills shake

And tumble 

Down my throat.

Oh, humble Universe!

I fall and break 

In tiny parts

With every single verse,

With every single shot!

And nonetheless 

It’s all I’ve got.

And far too late

I finally stood up.

Too much of useless time

I waited for my fate!

And when it cometh

I will not obey and lie!

No longer will I bleat!

I won’t be swayed by all this shit!

No more of me will I endure!

Oh, plural Universe,

You are so pure!

Your touch of darkness is so sweet!

I stand amongst the deeds

That cannot be undone.

Pills in my hand like barrel of a gun

Slide down my throat.

“You are so old” - 

I’m told.

I am so done.

Fuck off. Applause. I’m gone!

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