Poetry / No Use for a Name

You can sit here if you like

But be gone, you.

Because I smoked you away

So you should keep walking.

Catch my scent in the air

Because I am responsible for the stench

Because that lovey dovey smog,

That fog I could not catch

So I’ll just lay here in the breeze

This Piss Princess is smoked stoked

So just let us be.

But then again,

What’s one more.

So just let it out on me, in me.

I can smoke you away too

Just like playing a flute

What could you possibly have to tell me

That I haven’t heard

This stench, this cloud I’ve earned

Don’t kiss me

Because tomorrow you won’t miss me.

But your injustice

Your agression

Your sob stories and alligations,

You can leave here in me.

Because, What’s one more.

Trust me, you won’t make me sore.

Because this yellow line, I’ll earn

And they’ll all say,

That was a lot to breathe through

Not live

Not cry

Or even die

Because I’ll just be here.

Don’t ever wonder if I’ll ever leave

Just keep walking, you’ll see.

You weren’t first

You’re not last

Now get away

Keep walking, fast.

If you ask me if I’ll have to pee

You’ll know the answer, because

I never leave.

What’s one more stain

One more spot

One more scratch gained

Don’t worry, I won’t even remember your name

Maybe just your stench

That I’ll promise to keep

But no,

Never your name.

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