[Untitled Hedonism Poem]

Dreamt up loosely last night. An unremarkable poem with most capital of “U”s. Hopefully, it’ll evoke a feeling or mean something to you. Or not. Irrespective, enjoy and a belated Happy New Year (though I’m sure you’re tired of well wishers etc. For another time…)


Failures and Foes

Arrogance cascades 

Eternal Woe; “Shut up. Attempt to get laid?”

3am vomits upon your door 

The shimmering rotten core; adored!


Who’s grotesque? You are?

I am; They call me eternally slow

Gaze naively on as you vacuum lines of blow

“Beauty in things exists in the mind which contemplates them.” 

I see nothing.


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