insistent onomatopoeia

Sometimes, when I feel invisible or isolated

by those people who I don't even know 'em,

I tuck myself into good feelings, then I make

from my present a gorgeous party, expressed

in percentages of vibrations capable to shake

any answer without question and vice-versa.

It might sound pretty bookish, but justifies

the reason for which I feel powerful & loved,

admired, smart, and intuitive, but also, envied

by persons who love using their complacency

accusing that false tiredness. Hereby, I chose

to get transfigured in beauty fiction or poetry,

in a song or insistent onomatopoeia, as others

to can feel the incantations of a wildish soul.

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trrrrr acia, trrrrr ha ha
trrrrr voom bam, trrrrr ha ha
shalalala... ya

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