a celibate monk
there's so much hidden underneath your skin.
i hope one day you let me look within.
don't be alarmed if i let out a din.
keeping it in is like a sin for me.
i make a list of things that once tore me
apart, and in my heart, i know that we
all live according to our poetry.
i never said i want the world to see
what i have written in my notes while be-
-ing slightly drunk;
