No more

I want no more of happiness
unless it is barbed
and stays in my mouth

It takes you on the crest
like a wave
and dashes you down
an empty vessel

Waves clothe the rocks with foam
that quickly evaporates
Sorrow is its measure

Unless you are born of rock
you will be crushed
by its weight
because it is exacting

Besides, I’m an odd fish
and money is not my god

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