And the Self becomes Infinitely More Online

 

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I’m faintly appalled at how humans just buzz around doing something regardless of whether it’s something or nothing and that I’m one of some percentage of each.

 

(Hullo WP, I’m back, and I’m going to start doing this thing where I express real things that have been scrawled in my diary at certain points. This one is from September 22nd, 2016)

 

I’ve Forgotten How to Sleep

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I am jealous of

lazy, sleeping men who take

the “standard” time to

 

Fall asleep in now

rather than blink endlessly

as the dawn prepares

 

I have containers

of salt, grit, cold metal dust

behind my eye-caps

 

I gaze slightly blind

around the soft chill of room

one, or none with sounds

 

Trickling throughout

streets ahead and beyond me

cities flying past