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Longing I cannot describe
Substansiated by magazine-dreams
Trite and un-repenting
I cannot help it
The way I am
You know me
I’m drinking gasoline
While everyone else enjoys champagne
And why should I choose to?
Why not?
I’ll breath fire while
You resent the days you spent
desiring nothing
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this poem alludes to a value - is it good to be desirous or not? is it perhaps what is desired and what it says about the desirous person. the absence of desire is the absence of experiencing a life of substance, a substance of a sort. i wax philosophical today.
