GLO

5mall but 41i√3

L8ly i feel sm411 
8ut 41iv3
& ƒrankly 
            A lil embarra55ed
That at my ag3
(∂a rip3 old age 0f
1ndependence)
I’m still hovering ever 
so slightly
& might b air lightly
(a mozzie at dusk)
Above a living w4g3
Im alive
(Yes)
breath pours in 
to my lung5
(through my throat)
water from
∂a sycamore
& 4 that
I’m s0 grateful
Lor∂ 
But ƒor wot?
Rites of economik?
A short n brutal life?
Just
w0W o
how i’d lo√ 
2 rAke it in ∂a
w0r1∂
∑oney
hunnY
ca$h (4 1ce)
Lyk lickt clean bones 
Glow in ∂a ∂ark spark
(YT 4
digNity)
Cos as they says (YOLo)
Lif3 costs ribs
the oldr
we gets (c0lder)
Heart soƒt 
alive
 bl33∂ing sti11
r3levaN†