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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