My words
Stolen sounds
Consonants vowels
You took them
You take them
When you rattle on
Lie cheat and steal
Shows you're not the big saviour
A thin crown you wear
Veneer
You're in need
Just like everyone here
That dark magic
Has an omnipresence over us
You may not know
But it does
And they do
Everyone
Knows it
That you need the stuff
The only reason you wake up
Every silent morning
Is because
You don't die
Like something lost
That may never
Be found
Lee Burke González
Nobody Likes Looking Stupid, 2017
Oil pastel and pen on paper