Hors D'usage
The Nobody
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Jittering hands Taking the garbage out He's just like the Things that have no more use Decaying food Flies rub their palms He's like the remains Spat out the plastic bag Hors D'usage A triangle with An exclamation mark The warning is on his Chest, foreskin, forehead Nights of rest none, Washed out pictures Of brighter days Washing down pills Squirming lungs take His breath away Hors D'usage One hue of blue Draining hope from the sun Eleven dimensions being Compressed into one Time ceases when Panic can't be undone My thought is me That's why and can't stop I exist because I think And I can't stop If I exist is because I'm horrified I pull myself from The Nothingness To which I aspire Hors D'usage He who fights monsters Should be careful Lest he thereby Become a monster And if thou gaze Long into an abyss The abyss will Gaze into thee - Dedicated to Jean-Paul Sartre and Friedrich Nietzsche
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