Do Not Justify

You are a little late,
The party of misery
Already started,
Reason is on a leave.

The last guest took,
Ears as a door gift,
Only the heart is left,
Do you care to sift?

Throw away the words,
They won’t matter,
The eyeliner just fine,
Insides a batter.

A dark river pours,
Out of a cruel mouth,
For those already drowned,
Each direction is south.

If ever it was easy,
To kick nuisances away,
Darling you’ll watch,
And I’ll be kicking footballs.