Corporate Affairs

(Poem)

 

And so…

If it wasn’t for her drunken drama

And my inability to learn,

I’d be in the bliss of my bed by now.

 

So full of the same things,

I need a fantastical exit

So may I ask: Where is that world

With th’dancing frames?

 Can I not be high on dreams,

Loveless but equally soulful

 

I’d be missing sleep, but

I will never have to worry

About waking up or not….

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