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apathy
digested by a rose
of unbalanced discord
the end of the world
is just an afterthought
as i strike
permanent keys
with rapid indifference

some people thrive on
chaos
and others on
memories, fantasies
of wild moments never met

it’s all just
bloated indulgence
running in place
with wicked excess
in a sanitized and breathless night

i want
satisfaction
and
reason
to bring me to
a climax of
metaphysical meaning

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