to have that kind of endurance and purity
to bait
everyone
into what you've been doing in solitude
will make it the most beautiful being
ever
your laughter will rumble in my brain
until the lights burn out
and the new bulbs
will have burnt out as well
until we're left reading by candle light
like two small rats
nibbling at each other.
to have that kind of humanity
and to have that kind of hate
for everyone
truly is a defiance
of rules and whoever made them.
you bastard.
you bastard.
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