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 Aug 2020 Venus
Eleanor
Computer
 Aug 2020 Venus
Eleanor
I barely wear my own skin
And you wear me out
Like washed out jeans
And the reputation
You gave yourself.

You see, I used to linger
In the void,
Without an etiquette
And I was twenty-four people
In a single day.

When you say we are here
For me and not for you,
I can't help but crash
And shut down
Like an old computer
And when you turn me back on

I am reset, but still broken.


-- Eleanor
 Jan 2020 Venus
Mike Hauser
the world is flat
in its reasoning
and we as a people
step close to the edge
off into the abyss
without meaning
until there won't be
any reasoning left

— The End —