I am half-deaf
of my own din;
half-dead of drowning
the
remnant of
my love
wrist deep
in your eye socket.
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"This is the way the world ends / Not with a bang but a whimper." --T.S. Eliot, "The Hollow Men."
I will cleave until the white ugly heart of your skull is barren and yet I shall love you to the uttermost days of my life.
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