Wisdom tooth got lost in the storm

I challenged the crimson tide with my abruptly dismissed fellowship.

Convinced myself that I couldn’t bear to slip again

And yet I lie in these bushes covered in camouflaged parasites.

I blink twice every time the man comes to turn off the lights.

Share my boredom with me, you princess of stormy weather

Whether I want it or not I shall remain a heathen

Unapologetic cancerous smug spreading through miraculous love interruption

Every second sentence a protégé, every first sentence an assumption

Cruel is dignity of which I read about in books

The penetrating, harsh statement influenced by my fellow kooks.

Sense of doubt, I wish to know you.

Scent of tragedy, I wish to destroy you.

I have spent all my money on something that keeps me alive for couple of hours.

I have wished all my wishes too early and now I’m witnessing the falling of the tower

Come to me, my perfect dove, give me an anesthetic, I just need to get high.

For a little while I might try to make amends but it’ll end in a little while.

Since it’s over and I’m way over my head I might as well overdose on privilege.

Here I stand , the victim of someone else’s diligence.