I read a lot of Bukwoski
Drunk
And spitting words on
Paper,
And a little of Oliver

I think mostly
When there
Is no ink
No pen
Or when my

A relationship without love is lik
Disco of sex, a music, a carpeted
And army of glitzy light of nothin
But a waste of one’s effort to suc
Perhaps love is easy to frisk

Rapidly does the spirit roam.
Invisible to human
And visible to the special ones,
Sometimes you could sense
Or feel the stroke when walking

I do not blend in with crowds
but with might i could desperately
In a pub filled with crowds; this
and in a rave filled with parks; t
but in an open space with one and

My favorite
Kind of people
Are poets,
Writers
But I respect

Word me a river
& Fetch me strengths
Move me nearer
And let us faint

I will live by words
I will conquer every negative emot
By words
I will perish boredom by words
I will let the words swim steadily

When you
Are young
You
Could
Only

Even if the devil whispers are lou
Can you alter his ego around?
May you not kneel or lie or squat
Munificence alarm,
Can you tell me what he looks like