Friday, March 10, 2017

A Poem of Headless Cockroach in Schopenhauer's Home || John Pesebre


Just so you know
I can't weep
I can't groan
I can't hear a thing
Coz I'm a headless roach
Scornful, stinky and stuck
In this dark and damp drawer
Waiting for nothing
Hoping for nothing
But because I'm a roach
Headless at that
I cannot go to nausea
Coz I was already nausea
Before I lost my head.

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