Sitting in fetal position, I
sob my way through another century.
Thinking about God knows whats and
the inevitable eventuality.

Fake another smile
Laugh just for a while

Fall back into the puddle on the carpet.
Relish the dampness on your cheek.
Fail to stop exhaling too loudly.
Croak another melody’s antique.

Appear as cool
As a bloody fool

Take your time
Seem sublime

Squint your eyes
Everyone lies.