Poetry: Nothing Matters but Me
Nothing Matters, but Me
You
just turned it up,
Churned
it up,
Cut
it out.
Baby,
at the end
Nothing
matters, but me.
You
made me feel like,
Obnoxious,
Unconscious,
Oh,
so worthless.
But
baby, I’m still grateful,
You
taught that,
Nothing
matters, but me.
Because,
when I shut it out,
Cut
it out,
Sweep
it out,
Everything
below the threshold,
I
see nothing matters, but me.
Now
I’m scrumptious,
Ferocious,
Much
more precious,
than
you can imagine, baby.
So,
in the end,
nothing
matters, but me.
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