i'm better off without
these thoughts,
but they come.
the idea that none of this
matters.
what's written,
the art,
the music. the love
given.
that one day
the sun will melt out
and the earth
will lie like
a cold stone in the black
sky. that there
will be
no remembrance of what
went on here, for
better or worse.
best have fun.
Sunday, December 27, 2015
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