Attachment in the void,
Sedatives for the amassed truth,
Enviable dust that settles in the pivot’s poise.
To disconnect is to respect,
An empath in the atomic soup,
Inalienable, like everything undone is done by choice.
Genitive soothsayers plucking threats,
La mia innamorata. My truth.
The mortal coil is worth all the trouble it employs.
