don't wait up

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nice in theory,

bad in practice.


another day wasted

drinking cheap wine

and masturbating to

photos of goddesses

long-dead.


meanwhile my

ancestors stare

down from above

and wonder how

their ilk spawned

such terrible

disappointments.


it's fun to imagine them

up there, running around

in a panic everytime I piss

in something that's not a toilet.


I like to imagine their

expressions, gasping

at the filth and

debauchery we put

ourselves through.


and all the

name of

pleasure.


at least when I'm in hell

there won't be any clouds

up my ass to distract me

from the fact that we all

should have had it better. 

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