vaille que vaille
let it be said that i was barely there
i was a floater
a stinker
a part-time everything
i was a layabout in a molten hot gangbang
a cruise ship tourist who doubled back up the gangway
before the captain had even finished his smoke break
who never left more souvenirs than he picked up along the way
i can hardly be bothered to mow the lawn or take out the trash
i can scarcely be dismayed
what befalls me i wear
what befalls me is becoming
come what may