WHAT am i? why am i here?
where am i going? is a glass a glass?
am i just a body? do i have a soul?
am i me alone? am i not another?
do i flow like water to the sea?
from clouds to rain to sewage
is this my end or just a beginning?
i am sleepy. Let us talk about
ontology tomorrow morning,
when i am sober.
i am about to be filled, and i am shaken
and like a coca-cola, when you finally
open me, i burst.
the truth is
i am drunk.
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