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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