maybe then
i’ll be happy
keep it up
ad infinitum
so i can stay happy
so i won’t forget
that i am worth being
shower me in praise
so i don’t have to myself
and feel like a narcissist doing it
shower me so that i can bathe in the resulting stream
so that i can wash off self hatred
so that i can stop feeling so much pressure
to be creative
so that on some days
i can just wake up
and move from point A
to point B
and not have to make it mean a goddamn thing
shower me until i drown
until i swallow it
until i choke on it
shower me
until i don’t need it
please
[and if the poets do not eek out all the words
who will
for this?]
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