margot sings me down into
a place i know by heart
all dusk and dark and shadows playing
havoc with my head

i don’t want to be here now
i don’t want to be

deep breath dive
head first into apathy
stay there
drown there
it’s all metaphorical
garbage anyway

if time is irrelevant
fluid and subjective
then i can say
none of this ever happened
so it can’t matter
at all

i can unbreathe all the things i said
i can unimagine
the way it was.

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