Fortune teller here, let me whisper in you ear
Treat me with elegance and I'll treat you with intelligence
I see a foggy future that you so much nurture
Let go of this feverishness
Don't look at me with aggressiveness
I see a foggy wife and a foggy life
I see you cry, pry and die
I see you suffer, stutter, wonder
I see you fear, hear and endear...
Oh, dear
At the end I see a foggy sea and a foggy sightseer
It's your empty soul and your angry eyes that make me shiver
You keep it to yourself like this is forever but never will you keep it together
So, nothing new under the sun, son
I did what had to be done, so be gone
Fortune teller here, now disappear
YOU ARE READING
📖 ...SURREAL 📕
PoetryCollapsing under the weight of my winged words I see my soul tripping over alter-egos