you couldn't satisfy me
not even if you had fifteen hands

because I'm not so sad
that the only happiness I have
is wrapped around the likes of others.

I stared far too long into Nietzsche's abyss
and well,
it never stared back-so I spit in it
because apathy doesn't discriminate
(because emptiness is competitive).

& I don't know if I am more black
or more white
in this basic grey american t.v. stand life.