Olivia

Whoever can resist, my diminished fame, shaded in morning mist, hidden by dunes and scree, realms of useless probate, lay scattered at my feet, beware of those you kiss, or those who turn and say, why are'nt you a realist, the quayside gathers heat, sunshine a million shapes, for me that's all seeing, let everything go amiss, I can safely state, rage won't absolve us, everything we see, we will see again, those who bleat, uncertain misfits, play useless games, lost to anxiousness, I know my own name.