Monday, October 09, 2006

Solopsistic Soliloquy

Let me in to have you here.
I need you to need me,
even though I don't care.

I wander your airy halls,
alabaster floors
echoing the din of
those a-heroic youths who strain.
My false disdain drives me
to cling to these things I do not want.

This heap of beating hearts;
I will stand atop it even alone,
to say I was there
where
the winners go
on top
despite
all of
you.





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