Every word you drop

Falls heavy with gravity against the moon

While a river gets contaminated

With the meaness of your values

Nothing is good enough

And many passed before me like drops of dew

Feeling sticky to you

When they tried just to refresh you

You fell in love with a dream

And we all fell short to the expectation

Words giving way to your dreams of escape

Was enough to render your sex

Sex wasn’t the point for you

I think

It was the hope of finally waking up