there’s a half-life to our interacting.
and I am a scientist, scrutinizing it.
a certain proximity, and I
am irradiated, by you, anew,
every time.
I am burned up.
frayed,
and right here, on display.
taking diligent notes on the fallout
today, in this wasteland.
I search the ground
with my hand and
an eyeglass.
I shouldn’t like what I find.
Dec 5, 2019
Dec 5, 2019 at 11:41 AM UTC
there’s a half-life to our interacting.
and I am a scientist, scrutinizing it.
a certain proximity, and I
am irradiated, by you, anew,
every time.
I am burned up.
frayed,
and right here, on display.
taking diligent notes on the fallout
today, in this wasteland.
I search the ground
with my hand and
an eyeglass.
I shouldn’t like what I find.
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