Ser Yo
Reduced to a sad waste
not this recycled rubbish
well you want,
that's it
and without losing dirty jokes.
There is no more time than you have
all that is your chance
not want other
steal your life
be your own, want to be ya.
Not one to resist the idea of being
I want to be me, be me
as you see me here
enmeshed in these networks
wanting to be me, be me.
There scythe when herd
want to poke your head
well played
always trap
and it is played, is played.
There is no more time than you have
all that is your chance
not want other
your bleeding wound
your own being, and wants to be