let’s do something
tragic together
we can call it living

let’s cry out
to and against
the emptiness of all
we cannot know

let’s create:
. . . loves
. . . religions
. . . corporate entities

loud desperation
and
silent negation

let’s continue to create
this world
in our own image

let’s see how that goes

i can only forgive
those who continue
to change
and i need
to absolve myself

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