How to Swim.

so tired of swimming
without knowing how to swim
so drunk without drinking
so high, without the little paradise
matter in fact, no paradise at all
high enough
to feel it all together
the fact of being
right here
Such a soul, none a life
is too tiring
a cancer in me
and a taurus
Arguing in the fast lane
the centaurus are resting so in their depth
such a thin line
in all what I have done
I am not okay
I am existing
In nebulas, galaxies, suns,
even more in moons
I am a lover, so intensely tighten freed.

myself, teach me how to shake it out.