reality

there is probably me and two others,
in my street, living like two brothers,
scared to be real men,
terrified of a screaming call,
of intelligence.
simply drinking,

simple.

i love life,
no life loves me.
so i drink
I'm bright,
as the dead sea,
devoured intelligent peace,
is my loch ness of glee.
2 + 2 is 4.

what equation is me.