December 16, 2010
My name is Whatever

Whatever is my name I am never the sameas wicked as a poemtwisted like words dying in the gutternobody knows meNeither do Imy pages are odd with no endMy name is whateverI will die foreverthus my pouring nonsense to free my brain from chainslittle ghost dance do dance I won’t ever be lonelymy name is whateveras careless as a tomb with no flowersbut many lies and blurs in my hairand behind my eyesno truth to be found whatever is my nameI twirl like a china white flameI have my only alter echoinside a tiny marble chesta treasure or a nestan honest emptinessMy name is whateverand I’ve always embraced my numerous nonsense(…)

My name is Whatever

Whatever is my name
I am never the same
as wicked as a poem
twisted like words dying in the gutter
nobody knows me
Neither do I
my pages are odd with no end
My name is whatever
I will die forever
thus my pouring nonsense
to free my brain from chains
little ghost dance do dance
I won’t ever be lonely
my name is whatever
as careless as a tomb with no flowers
but many lies and blurs in my hair
and behind my eyes
no truth to be found
whatever is my name
I twirl like a china white flame
I have my only alter echo
inside a tiny marble chest
a treasure or a nest
an honest emptiness
My name is whatever
and I’ve always embraced my numerous nonsense(…)

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