There's a thick fucking line
Dividing Irony and
Stupidity.
There's a difference
Between libidinal expression
And what you posit as a human being.
We are the quotidian miscarriages
A tomorrow dead in its tracks
Maybe we'll make it.
Love,
Libidinal desire on the fjords
of electro-schock and broken antlers
piercing promisees of tomorrow.
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