Reckon eyes

I’ve seen you round these parts before

I’ve seen your hungover, shades on, collar up crawl

I’ve heard your neither here nor there drawl

You’re that poetry prick, stanza twat, wordy whore


I recognise you from your facebook pic

I recognise you from the bar, tryna get drunk quick

I recognise your scribbling bic

I recognise you from the porcelain bowl, covered in sick


I see through your masquerade

I see through your thrown shade

I hear beyond your verbose parade

I feel you inside the tower you’ve made


On reflection, I see who you’re meant to be

On reflection, This projection makes sense to me

On reflection, are you beginning to see

On reflection, I recognise me

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