Grimbeau

Over a hour since 
you hit on Notes from the Underground 
by old laughing boy 
Dostoyevsky 
(how you loved misspelling his name!)
on audiobook. 
He insists on pure enjoyment! 
An enjoyment of depradation. 
Because of the inertia 
that follows on  from an over-acute conscience
spilt a thin nick to long on--
thus there is no escape 
from being a long grass bum. 
There is nothing else to be. 
So enjoy the despair. 
Fancy a coffee? I bet you do.
Sure you won't drop that?