I’m tired ho!
This rut I’ve been forced to accept.
Not adhering is risky,
Risk is different,
different is weird.
I want to be different;weird it is then.
Travelling around,listening to words
their power upon me
exceptionally adhering from day one.
My affair with words I’d like to make official.
Just me and my words
And our rendezvous with the world
Just us and the wind on our face
the water lapping at our feet,
Leaving the science of it all
to people more interested..
It’s me and myself-responsible: