The vena cava explosion
Liquid sadness fills the emptiness
Left by the betrayal

I feel like less
Than a worthwhile person
As I hammer this final nail

Lowering my voice
As if there is some lesson
Which would render life bearable

Some snake oil remedy
Temporarily for sale
Somewhere else

I wonder
Is there is anyone able
To feel the way I do

May I somehow transfer knowledge
To you
What am I saying

Sorry
Who the **** even are you anyway
I am sorry but
Who am I talking to

*The line is dead