One
Buck Reality
‘You know I will,
Because I am,
I follow your advice,
I’ve grown my
claws long, strong and nice,
The rest is well-groomed either,
Also I’ve sharpened my fangs,
Reviving the natural size,
I look heartwarming, my Kaiser’,
‘I hate your platinum orgy,
I hate a well-groomed lawn,
Go to your cartoon paradise,
I wish you a sodomized night,
As opposed to my heart,
For you my hate will be wide open,
The gates of my hell will be shut up,
Don’t curl up at my front gore,
Don’t beg me,
Don’t whine ‘Please, take me back’,
She seals the truce with a kiss,
On her way to the bathroom door,
‘After
everything that you have done,
I don’t feel alone,
I get high on the fact that despite any crime,
You and I has never changed,
You and I are never modern,
You know I deeply love you’,
‘I’m glad you’ve understood,
The higher love is,
The lower kisses are,
Prove it,
Trading me for the fake bliss’,
‘Until I come, continue to soak,
And don’t change your mind,
I want to be loved in a moth-eaten way,
When people do not penetrate,
But understand each other’s sighs,
When you are drunk, you are a sweetie,
When you have a hangover, I can’t resist,
We sail in the same boat,
Why would we make a hole in our common hull?
We will end up being food for hungry and desperate
fish’,
The shower curtain falls on histrionic bath talks,
To my brain cells standing ovation,
It tastes like the lost paradise,
Let’s insert ‘so to speak’,
I am predisposed to be too dramatic,
My lost paradise can’t be lost,
It always finds its way home,
Slightly cockeyed and juiced,
Before cracking
sunrise,
Why do we live like this?
Are we in love?
Are we in pain?
I stare at my nude…,
For the first time back then,
I understood,
The best things in life were rhetorical and comic,
I asked the mirror,
About what happened,
Why did I start to poke at words?
Mirrors like no one else knew all the answers,
The mirror said the everlasting and ever single word,
‘Love’.
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