What a joke is this pathetic whatever-ship
In whichever-depths of the 'ucked up mind
I exist in a constant betrayal with the very own-self
Slipping down the rails with sharp edges
Slicing thick arteries with tightly closed eyes
Turning into an arrow, striking your head
Dancing with a blue whale in the damned doomed Earthlings skies
Swinging like a tornado in the Pacific,
In a vulgar, tango-rocking hip-hop choreography.
Convulsing in the rage of psychotic momentum.
My blue whale, my only friend,
Swaddle me in the waters of a cold night
Drown my lungs with white foamy waves
Wait for me on the other side
Eat my entirety in this century of famine
Have me and forget me, and I will forget who I am!
I will be a bliss on your pebble tongue!
- A memoir of one own pitiful betrayal.
TJS 2017