I don't need to think
I don't need to feel
(or so I believe) -
as the apathy drips from my
tongue
my brain aches for the electric shocks
of empathy! of love!
- yet all I have is raging nihilism
and a wish of a
metaphysical world
in which only I inhabit -
it will all catch up to me though, won't it?
all the life that I run away from, all those whom I push away, will inevitably be the death of me - oh dear!
She is emerging
She is blooming, unfurling, coming alive
the creation of my future self will be the killer of the present me - no?
