Call yourself a hedonist.
I do not give a ****
You are dark-eyed
And lonely,
Just like me.
Wandering like a doe in The Library,
Walk me through The Meadows,
Lie with each other again and in
Our mutual distance assure each other
What we both know to be true; the wall
The great plastic Man O War between us,
Us and the others, us and the grass,
The empty streets, you tear empathy
From me, me from strangers,
And the both of us lonely,
Foresaken, patiently awaiting
Our fate’s decree.
Call me tolerant,
I hate you like an animal.
Mar 28
Mar 28, 2026 at 1:52 PM UTC
Call yourself a hedonist.
I do not give a ****
You are dark-eyed
And lonely,
Just like me.
Wandering like a doe in The Library,
Walk me through The Meadows,
Lie with each other again and in
Our mutual distance assure each other
What we both know to be true; the wall
The great plastic Man O War between us,
Us and the others, us and the grass,
The empty streets, you tear empathy
From me, me from strangers,
And the both of us lonely,
Foresaken, patiently awaiting
Our fate’s decree.
Call me tolerant,
I hate you like an animal.
2 & 6 are original by me muah muah translations of qasmuna.