I am oblivious to certain thing in my life.
Some stuff are independent of me
And I do not know to what extend I…
I lay there in bed, drunk on cheap wine
While he is downstairs, gussing up for something primal.
I lay there in bed, a hand on my belly
Drawing circles on my flesh.
I wish I could erase humanity
Except for this feeling of elation
Somethings you can’t explain
But they live on
They live on, no matter how much wine you had.