I relate how
great it is to be
sweating for the lack
of an illusory desire
Every last man
says hmm I understand
some have even tasted
this exquisite fire
It’s all part of it I guess
but I resent the
loss of privacy
It forces me to be honest yes
so hell with it all hey
I’m still alive I see
and that’s just
the tiny
inconsequential tale
of striving for some
new freedom
within a self-constructed jail
some afternoon
that will soon be gone from
memory but
if the plan stays together
it will leave a lasting
mark on me
what
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