sapping my energy

tapped out and into me

seal with a kiss and dismiss all this synergy

regal and withheld I feel undersold

and overwhelmed

spell it out sound out each letter

that I’ve written just to bother those better

than myself I’m incredulous and under the weather

thats swirling above stirring and fitting

like a glove custom crafted for this crud

I’m no stud but I’m selling it

proud to be yelling this

castrated verse that spills its course from heresy

to my hearse


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