A plethora of nothing is endless
perhaps in the end of nothing we'll find S O M E T H I N G
So strangers will be strangers ... SOMEDAY even friends
Waiting for the EnD

if wasting time is waiting
then i have waited a l l my life -for you-
{{unknowing))
or maybe, irreversibly,

I've Been Waiting Just To W.a.s.t.e Time -With You-

if wasting is I N E V I T A B L E
then MAYBE i should stick around
and w a i t some more

thrash around to music
as if i knew how to dance
.F
..A
...L
....L
on the grass
and ((laugh)) as im
w a s t i n g
a w a y
thinking that i -know you-
But
..I.. .. D o n't ..

EveryBody NEEDS a little Devastation
it s.e.e.m.s inevitable getting ATTACHED to it
making a M U C K of it
-you say- you're done
.. i can't help wonder w.h.a.t you're DONE with..
-you try- to explain yourself in mere sentences
saying " it's nothing"

NOTHING you say will ever seem irrelevant as i look
-to you-
I.F i could s e e -INTO you-
id see lovely bones
hidden beneath the gossamer contours of your skin
laying hidden at YOUR expense
such e xp o su r e IS your desire to be KNOWN

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