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Feb 4th

staring

square-eyed

into space

without a show

junkie me

waiting brainless

for another hit

to drop

into the interface

to stop me

musing

on my boredom

Weltschmerz

ennui

another rosé

just for me

consider

how it used to be

what did I do before

when we were two

when we were three

then four

when we had family

and before that

we went out

to shows

to gigs

to dinner

to play games

at other people’s houses

we were thinner

not so lazy

indolent

well

will you look a the clock

hooray!

it’s time

for bed.




 
 
 

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