At some point, zombie.me, you are just telling the world you are impolite by politic.

just saying you are, and by Politic(!),
like that sweet uncoupling, mad text
but, a lot that does. in a time-space
                                    without liberal angst
places are different, lives are startlingly
altered in a matter of days. we are a proposal without a pick-up. steady, okay, for how long? kindness is a winning game, which empties value, oh, judgemental one. --oh, god, i just realized that i don't not want to get old and have wrinkles all over my face. skin so thin you could tear it (all skin, always?). save me from a future 😱i cannot unfold.