The total divorce from sight, sound, and mind
the thought that drove me to you
separated from the lines we knew
scattered like lifeless stars
breathless beings
that fold then phase
phase then float
mindless and life-free
a millennia away from that freak field called “you”
and what if that word were yes?
is invisibility still my protector?
or curse
or that chaotic element of disdain?
There’s a 1000 milligram answer
for everything.
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