By the way
To all the cryptic beings
Find a place in my heart
Away from the public
Toward the evening dawn
Bordering the bright blue sea
There you will find grain
Possibly wet sand
Coconuts by the dozen
Enough pleasure
Just the right amount
For a hairy beast
Sadly, it is all lies
A hairy beast
Coconuts in the sea
This poem means nothing
Really that's the point
It really is cynical
Dec 31, 2017
Dec 31, 2017 at 10:48 PM UTC
By the way
To all the cryptic beings
Find a place in my heart
Away from the public
Toward the evening dawn
Bordering the bright blue sea
There you will find grain
Possibly wet sand
Coconuts by the dozen
Enough pleasure
Just the right amount
For a hairy beast
Sadly, it is all lies
A hairy beast
Coconuts in the sea
This poem means nothing
Really that's the point
It really is cynical
