Sublimation

According to the papers
I think about it
a thousand times a day
(sometimes its more).

Still, it never happens
maybe its better
that way, it gives me
more time to write
maybe   not quite

sublimation is my best friend,
but I can’t introduce you.
The bastard’s been with me
for a long time
what shit we’ve gone through -
stupidity, vanity, humility,
shyness, kindness and
how could I forget
   Loneliness?

Lately my pal went away
and life got harder
well, more difficult anway,
but now old sublimation’s back
just couldn’t find a place to stay.
We’re back together, again
until my hair turns grey

perhaps.