to care more about
many things
that the world
deems
important. but i can't.
i can't even fake
it anymore.
i can't muster
an ounce
of enthusiasm for most
of it.
i'll give it all a cursory
glance
or two,
to be able to make small
talk
when i have to, but that's
about it.
i'd rather
spend my time,
with my head in a book
or my body
in the arms of someone
like you.
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