Surrealistic Longing

[Razor Face]

What's it like for you?
I know you're there, but not close
Subjective separates us.
Time and space and even cause.
Where are we?
Why, knowing so much,
flooded with warm bodies are
we still so alone?
I would shriek to the heavens,
but they do not hear.
Stare at the window of transient
fifteen minutes agape.
I cannot grasp the solitude.
The reason of such.
Immerse myself in the cool hope of some tangible bridge.
And wish myself to death.

[MummyChunk]

Post by Razor Face
What's it like for you?
I know you're there, but not close
Subjective separates us.
Time and space and even cause.
Where are we?
Why, knowing so much,
flooded with warm bodies are
we still so alone?
I would shriek to the heavens,
but they do not hear.
Stare at the window of transient
fifteen minutes agape.
I cannot grasp the solitude.
The reason of such.
Immerse myself in the cool hope of some tangible bridge.
And wish myself to death.

Thanks Razor Face


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