Gus Has A Plan (Watching Superman 2)

you are in her DMs
while I am bleeding
in her bathroom.

the arrangement of severed ties 

mended with one thing in mind:

Situationship.

feeling nothing will make you dull,

while plenitude steps taken,
my hands in the tense wind.

poetry is the most elemental 

of the written arts,

yet it doesn't work on the one.

you could be coming out of your cage and doing just fine, 

you could be the dancing queen, 

or you could be a little boy from Brooklyn who got a super-soldier serum.

we are not the same.

we are not the same.

we are not the same.