Notes
I'm sophisticated in social circles across the world,
a higher middle class,
coronas and tequila shots;
stroke lights and ted hughes. A son of the moon,
I don't have to fake it anymore,
I walk through cemeteries
and cheap sushi places without shame.
It's what my parents worked for, is what I'll work for,
unjudged. Guilt is relative in this world,
and I'm in love with the concept of worlds.
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