i am
a child
in love with
perfection.
i am
too good
for mass hysteria
and trends.
i am
drunk
when i write
poetry.
i am
more than you
think
and less than
i want.
i can't
begin to describe
what i feel
but i still try.
i know
this is self
absorbed
but whatever
fuck off.
i feel
music and rhythm
like i feel
pleasure and pain
primal.
i know
myself and love
myself and love
anyone who
feels the
same.
i wish
i could crawl
into your mind
into your soul
take root and
flourish.
i am
so
tired.
good
night.