i quit being conversant
you are committed then?
well yes.
what did you feel about our first talk?
exhausting. really, i don't care about anything.
hence the half burnt roadside sacrifices.
hence everything.
and the commitment?
i could cry every morning in pleasure. simply waking up so close to a burning star.
so we are not talking about it.
i would be sick of me too if i had to listen to the daily drone of the decay inherit in entropy. even the sweet things, the incense, the chocolate, the alcohol, the sex- it wears me out.