Namelessness

Don’t be anything, but don’t be nothing
Don’t celebrate labels
Misplaced sentiments
The wanting
I’ve raised one more building
With my bare hands
Clouds I’ve dispersed
And you’re still yawning
Don’t give us names
Nor dress us to impress
I am a short-sleeved mountaineer
Without an address
Embrace our namelessness
We exist, that matters
I’ll read your mind tomorrow
I promise
I’ll let you cut my chest open
And look inside, I swear.
Tonight I’ll be a man who cares
And still loses breath
Over your thighs
In tiny Calvin Kleins

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