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Click hereA Collection of Random Documented Thoughts Rearranged with Nods to Cory Doctorow
You come and go nonchalant,
I cum and go like its nothing.
It really was nothing
until I knew the new you.
There is something destructive in our passion,
more destructive than I am by my lonesome;
all Tornado Alley and Tobacco Row,
Flint Mich meets international conflict.
We are desperate and lonely
but happy and fulfilled.
I went on my sabbatical and came back with more luggage;
I'd call it baggage but there were too many bags to check at the airport.
Back to the exurb, rattling along in the Camry,
I wish there wasn't so much to haul up two flights;
its late and we're tired, the natural state of things.
Re-Imagineered we're bound to make something new
out of ourselves;
almighty Fuck knows we're trying.
"We are desperate and lonely
but happy and fulfilled."
Truer words have never been written.