apathy

apathy is home now.

the broad cool
room of uncaring.

the past
no longer mine to be concerned
about.

i smell
the perfume of new love.
the innocence

of fresh starts.
i taste the peaches of lips.

my chin drips with desire.

apathy
wins the day.

no attachments. no suffering.
join me,

or don't
i'm fine either way.