cum countdown

mounds of sand or rock

in ever increasing, changing, receding

emotionless except for only human attachments

old sea lines

that never were again

it will go inside of itself and back again before the sun gets here

probably after human extinction

but if the last brown dwarf

in the last dying galaxy 

has some dna around it

time after time after 

change

movement

constant entropic 

maybe conscious

double slit

psilocin

i hate you

i hate myself

toaster in the bath

it was about material

so money is a good gauge of it

reckless and shortsighted

against the intelligence that allowed profit from shortsightedness

constant schizofrenic tension

the bubbling of things

the inherent movement

relative to a stillness

or something

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