Disintegration.

It’s a little like ignoring
It’s a little like not knowing.
Struggling in a delicious void we don’t even know is there.
Inevitability is our lover
When everything we eat has holes;
Puncture wounds.
Sickness is a silent ambush
Nowadays.
Stalking and
Obsessed with the rightest wrong moment
Of entry.
Find us in this in this tangled nest of
Ethernet cords and steel.
I dare you.

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~ by Jade Elizabeth on August 30, 2011.

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