give me silence
ah that's good
nothing quite like nothing
to improve my mood
don't give me parties
all those things to say
like hi
how are you
how are the kids
and
what do you do?
give me infinite solitude
like after the end of the world
just me and apocalypse
and no parties
in my burned out diary
No more
"come on, just one"
when you've declined a beer
no more mega-reluctant dances
because it's impolite to say no
just me
the ruins of Glasgow in the distance
and the next barrage of comets
coming down
in time for me to say
a fond farewell to no one
but life itself
and this beautiful
once and future
Earth
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