It’s not like some city of angels
Were people will dangle
The peach pit in front of your ****
Even if you succeed in seeding them
With the greatest kernel of truth
They will still forget or despise you
Because people want to invested in
Living in
The normal or the cool instead of
Trying to find out how to be in love
With the strangeness of this life
How to keep on dreaming
Instead always demanding meaning