Alalng title. Pakining shit na writer's block to e.

Striking up
Conversations
With you
Feels like
Bleeding a stone

You have
The attention span
Of a goldfish
Oh yeah
Good for you

The weight
of words
is never enough
To sustain
What it meant
This is language
Unlearned.
At its best.
or at the least.

Ladies and gentlemen
Earwax is your friend
Me, on the other hand
is your enemy
At any given situation
antagonist of antagonist
The lie that stains
Your precious truth.