The poem of "rough landing" and imminent "crash"
27 марта 2022 г. в 23:17
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Approximate timestamp: Feb 3, 2019
Насколько помню, хотел понаписать гигантский стих, описывающий максимально странный опыт докапывания до yet another ЕОТ.. но ВНЕЗАПНО желание строчить рифмы на пендосском схлопнулось, и оно было заброшено
Another drab existence day
I had to do same things again
At morning - school, after some rest..
Visit some preps for final tests
This was November lately day
When I had noticed strange detail
From day to day, from place to place
Looks like I see the same face
This is one girl from my school
Yeah.. it starting sounds ain't cool
"This is another crush?", - you ask
Relax and smoke some weed like Elon Musk! :)
Aside from jokes, I cannot answer still
But sort of inner interest I managed to reveal
I saw her almost everyday..
At the bus stop when taking ride to preps
But how was I surprised when realised..
That she's my neighbour from upstairs!
It sounds like a stalkering some sort
However I have evidence, that its exactly not
I'd never traced her, and even never stared
All time she was nearby I acted like dont even care
But internal base logic core
Thinks that's at all not right
'cuz every time that I saw her
My memory recorded all details, it might
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