low activity.

                    ❛               ..i’m sorry.          this was not the happiness you desired.               ❜          say it once more,          out loud,          or as many times as you want:          ‘               i did not think it would happen like this.               ’          in the mirror are shattered birds,          break our necks on  bad design          /          too pathetic for tragedy          /          don’t worry,          we’re all self          -          righteous martyrs here          /          feel right at home          --          it’s an indulgent bias,          but the living are all fucking suits.          a row,          flat screen,          projected,          &          words filter out.          faces blur,          words static,          form discernible.          accusations.          charges.          prosecute;          indite.          plaintiff paper wrung.          burn the body          &          pin it to itself.          axiomatized sin.          do you prefer to just embrace it?          wear it out,          burn it all up at once?          the repulsive husk at the end is just confirms that there was something prior,          after all.          death is affirmation as well as negation.          or do you prefer to hold it close,          hide it away in dark spaces?          a candle rarely lit never burns out;          only a few flickers are all you need for a wax seal,          to drip your mark over sheathed words          --

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