flashing eternity

when you say “one day if we aren’t as
close as this—”
i always put headphones on my
ears and pretend i’m a beautiful corpse.

i don’t want to hear any of it
because there’s no one day like that.
i’ll hope this world crumble into lacuna
if that can stop the time before ‘one day’.

because i want to share this
imperfect little tune with you, only you,
always,
even if our vision becomes too blur to see the world.

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