Long term burn

 

I try to decipher
how one can
lay in a front
room all day

surrounded
by everything
coming and
going like
seasons,

how one
decides to
slowly kill
themselves

inside a
blue smoke
and breathe
rather well
doing it,

how can
one go down
like shipwrecks

causing
every ripple
in the water

with no
intention
of giving
a single
fuck,

but here
you are

playing
on every
dead thing

gone to
sleep in
the ether

doing it
so grand
and well.