it’s
all very sad
so i
tell myself
(knees
clutched to my chest
dying
of frostbite)
looking
back at this page
reading
and vomiting all over
it
again and again
the
ultimate hypocrite
rides
against the wind
carrying
faint echoes of Nietzsche
and
the cries of his foolish wife
in a
foolish world with BOUNDARIES
and
GENDERS and NATIONS
i
dry-heave alone
in
this endless forochel
laughing
and laughing and stammering
we
are evolution
i am
(finally) at peace knowing
this nonsense
would always be written.
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