I’m not going to wait billions of years

Life after life

Existence after existence

Knowing there’s no one

I don’t want to spend eternities looking out into billions of something

Knowing that this duet only ever has one side

That there’s no one out there within reach and searching

Someone’s disgusting romance novel of lifetimes of pain and suffering and loneliness

Only to have the last day mean something

Because the die cast finally hit ones

There’s nothing to indicate this so called moment of totality

Would be worth the wake

How many disgusting romance novels only the reader will enjoy

When the liver has to be dragged through shattered glass

Only so an entirety can be looked at in an instant for

The right moment

And imagine that in that moment it’s not the beginning but finally the end that was searched for

The reader never had to cry the tears

Sick watching

For the liver to realise

It’s not worth living

Only watching others who get their moments

Never having to watch one of their own go by

The liver becomes the watcher

And has no ending

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