Aesthetical

A call with no apparent answer
You were busy
With songs to be read, books to be seen, pictures to be heard
When once asked about what ambitions you had, you said none
How bucolic can your poetry become?

You smell like weakness
Wonder if your love tastes the same
There are plenty peerless girls with nice looks
Sheer dresses
Bright friendly jewels with no shame

What are you reaching for?
Wide smiles won't protect for too long
They'll be looking for something
Not looking for you

What are you longing for?
Regreting can do no good
While there's no need to be nice
to you


If their lifes seem stuck
in loops of senselessness
Try to look from somewhere far

Stop shaking, off receding
For we can't see who you are