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apathy, is me     with you,                                i am                the oceans,the rivers&lakes,the mountains&valleys,the atmosphere the Earth,Jupiter,Venus,so on, i am the Milky Way,Andromeda,all                 other galaxies known&unknown,all                 the stars&constellations,the asteroids,                 alien planets&blackholes all curled up in                    the fabric of the Universe           but nothing specific mind you my dear    ...with you Love is philosophy safe in its reach apathy is me, with you strung-out on the antidote with you, the sickness issa comforting creature;        the aquamarine-moon cradles        madness like a fetal daydream —with you        love is scientific,                 boring in its dissection        love is petty                  in its honesty apathy,is me.              with you,i am un                             being un                            dulating b/t there                          & there            nowhere near here; apathy, is m e                  and y o u inna vacuum         i am? with you—cut                             me                        T(in)WO; apathy,is me, with me and you,                 i am                 body inna fever                 &                 (my) voice dis                 embodied                 inna tomb;                 send your fever meat thru a tube                 kiss&kiss my blistered                      bliss           we’re necro                          philiacs apathy, is me     with you
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Jun 21, 2017
Jun 21, 2017 at 3:28 AM UTC
apathy, is me
apathy, is me     with you,                                i am                the oceans,the rivers&lakes,the mountains&valleys,the atmosphere the Earth,Jupiter,Venus,so on, i am the Milky Way,Andromeda,all                 other galaxies known&unknown,all                 the stars&constellations,the asteroids,                 alien planets&blackholes all curled up in                    the fabric of the Universe           but nothing specific mind you my dear    ...with you Love is philosophy safe in its reach apathy is me, with you strung-out on the antidote with you, the sickness issa comforting creature;        the aquamarine-moon cradles        madness like a fetal daydream —with you        love is scientific,                 boring in its dissection        love is petty                  in its honesty apathy,is me.              with you,i am un                             being un                            dulating b/t there                          & there            nowhere near here; apathy, is m e                  and y o u inna vacuum         i am? with you—cut                             me                        T(in)WO; apathy,is me, with me and you,                 i am                 body inna fever                 &                 (my) voice dis                 embodied                 inna tomb;                 send your fever meat thru a tube                 kiss&kiss my blistered                      bliss           we’re necro                          philiacs apathy, is me     with you
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Jun 21, 2017
Jun 21, 2017 at 3:28 AM UTC
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