Status:
Finished |
Genre: Poetry |
House:
Booksie Classic
So I find my
assigned
To the role
of slobbish writer
and tired money-maker
Surrounded by numbers
and half finished stories
I remember when a drink
was enough
It seems some time ago now
and I reach for the simplicity,
the sureness it offered
but I don't honestly feel it
Superiority,
it seems
has changed shade
in my cognition
and allowed in an
almost bureaucratic
colour
that I couldn't say
I honestly agree with
But then honesty seems
A tainted poetry
And
after all
I'm only chasing money
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