Poem

And i don't care
what
you want to call
it
e.g.
confessional,
sappy.
and fuck

i never meant
don't
analyse (why in
christ's name are
you
getting defensive?),

do,

for shizzle,
cuz if you don't,
i'm nothing
to
anyone
but a poser.

i don't care now
that after realizing
the dragon never leaves
his lair
enshrined in an elegant
tomb we disguise as myth
i have nothing
personal
against myself [i'm not
really
ashamed. Is that not modest?
i'm (not really)
sorry,
i was just being honest].

i don't care
that i'll never fade
into something bearable.

i don't care
because
now i can simply write this
and
cuz' of
all the other
people
before me
(or ahead, whateves),

i can simply write
this
and it
is
a poem