myop(i)c

i am starving hollow an echo answers when i choke down the sparse spittle from biting my lip the entire day

i am miniscule an ant among giants that seek to step on my every furitive movement through the big city hatred

every building is covered in mirrored glass yet when i look i see a driverless car and a haze of smoky regrets billow

i feel distasteful disgraceful disinterested in the current currents that will only fizzle out under the avalanche

i am hiding in a parking garage and i need you pretty fucking badly as the concrete pillars crumble around me

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