So mighty, so hegemonic, so hating, so desecrating. So there, so nowhere, so hurting. We fall between indifference rejection. And the whole fucking wall, we fall.
Always feeling torn and slow. Love song cull destroy poem. Misery and trauma making love. Best go shoot the fucking doves. . The past is so beautiful.
Need someone to nurse me. Reach out for the first person I see. Comforts the helpless sole vanity. Caressing the broken heart of me. . The difference between love and comfort.
I close my eyes and then I count to ten. Shake some hands and then I feel ashamed. I'm in control but I am out of time. I've lost the need for any desire, any desire.
If the love between us. Has faded away. Left in the rain. Scratching at the stains. . The paralysed future. The past sideways crawl. I must give up on this.