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these worldly pleasures are far too finite
the words come and go
with the love
i thought i had

i'll be there in a minute,
but in seconds, i'll have to go
with the love
we thought we made

you could hardly taste me
without holding your breath
it was not big enough
but it was enough to see
you are as unchanging as death.

resin and whiskey
caked on your entrails
do you see any better
when you're seeing double?

i've got holes in my skin
where your fingers like to play
reality did not differ much from what you dreamt
except this time you ran away
so, go.

do you know
i am going to leave you?
i'm in love with a dying man
i'm in love lying in the sand

we were ****** from the start
She was seated there
Alone
Alone in darkness
Her amorphous shadow displaced
On the cold floor
By the light from the dying moon
The silence was too loud
And so were her thoughts
Depressing suicidal thoughts
Her soul banished
In an abyss of grotesque
Psychological torture

From a distance
A coruscate of hope
An opportunity to escape
Her anathematized reality
All of this because of him
The man of his dreams
The one she knew
Was absolute for her
The only one who wouldn't relinquish  her
Like everyone did
Death!
Surreptitiously he
Approached her
And she  whispered

"Take me with you"

But even he had a type
And she wasn't his
And just as she was before
She remained to be
A piece of **** in a ****** society!

— The End —