(Like a mathematician watching moths by a gas station lamp post)
no happenstance, us being here beneath the lamps. you mistake this outpost for the moon i come to plot the trajectory of your error.
its that simple. and yet, night after night i still know more of matchsmoke then of how you go. its the approximations that get me-
id say loneliness is about 7 out of 10. maybe a little higher after the rain.
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