Indifference felt good,
better than intolerance,
or this notion that I was insufferable,
that you were insufferable,
though we both certainly were,
and time had no time for us,
no mention,
no consideration,
no conscience,
it was merely an observer,
a harbinger though,
a striping,
and I hated it a little bit for that,
though I needed it,
and I certainly didn't want to say that anywhere near out loud
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