I don’t care

Photo by Raphael Schaller on Unsplash.

It’s been a while since I published anything but I’ve still been writing bits and pieces.

This is a poem I wrote and been holding on to for quite a while.

I don’t care

My glass is almost empty.
But I don’t care.

My card will be declined if
I try to buy more to drink.
But I don’t care.

I was way too tired
to go out in the first place.
But I don’t care.

I had important things
planned for tomorrow that
aren’t likely to happen.
But I don’t care.

Everyone pushes to
party harder.
But I don’t care.

The others think I’ve grown
weak declining their free beer.
But I don’t care.

I don’t care.

I’m as drunk as I need to be
and I’m exactly where I’m supposed to be.

The only thing that matters is
I finally have her devoted attention.

The rest was, as they say,
a journey meant to be. ❤️


By Pierre Minik

Hello, my name is Pierre and I’m a human being born in 1984 that live on top of the world. I’m an interfusing generalist with an insatiable thirst for knowledge. I love system thinking and discovering signals in the noise.

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