Saturday, June 23, 2012

I dont need to repeat my self, but I do.

It's collective.
tragedy
I think what mercy
tragedy is collective
all of us
sitting in opposite parts of the world
wallow
in union

I DONT HAVE ANY RAGE
AND I DONT HAVE ANY LOVE
AND NOW I WAKE UP
AND BARELY READ
BARELY READ
I DONT WANT YOUR COLLEGE
OR YOUR LOVE
OR YOUR PRAIS
OR YOUR BREATH
AND DEFIANTLY NOT
YOUR COMPANY.

tragedy is collective
and I am willing to bare the 
sermons of hums of all
these days and months
yet to come
of me waking up
every morning
more alone
than the one
before
just
dont make me
live
as I should
why
should
I

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