Friday, September 13, 2019

12,101. I CAN LIVE FIVE YEARS IF IT TAKE MY TIME

I CAN LIVE FIVE YEARS 
IF I TAKE MY TIME
This finger gets stuck in my
ear and I cannot hear  -  what I
want to, alone and only. No
longer seeking alternatives; I
simply seek to run away. A
magic of Purgatory awaits me :
some made up spot where only
monks and sinners go. The flower
of my generation has withered,
dried, and fallen. It is all of
a Winter now.

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