FIRST COME LAST SERVE

Felt unable to fit in a world

of fused retrospectives and

nauseous ideas

full-time nothings rusted.

Short atonic everythings

only staying for a moment

spitted off roofs and

i'm the first one clapping

for myself to quit.

Don't think i'm arrogant to only talk

in first person,

but, i've never felt another one.