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Sep 2017
I don't care is the worst thing you can say.
To people in this age of infinite love.
Institutionalized compassion.
Where I'm required to lie.
About giving a ****.
Just to please the gods.
Of, "My fragile ego."

I am anathema.
I am apathetic.
A non person.
A ghost.
With no.
Offerings.

A hungry ghost.
The fragrance of rotting food.
On the porch.
Written by
Nolan Bucsis  34/M/Somewhere in Canada
(34/M/Somewhere in Canada)   
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