I was just thinking about you

For dog years

In more places

Than a stray dog could only dream of going to

 Mustering strength from my exhaustion

When all hope is lost

What’s there left to do

Save for hope some more

The very thought of you

Brings out the prophet in me

Dig this

Your heart shall be my shelter

The whole 150 cm³ of it ^{[citation needed]}

And time

Will stop being a concept  

Neither 1.5 ml

Nor 1.73 m

 

 None of it

Will signify a damn thing

 You become the concept   

I stay with that concept

Obscenely blissful

Let space-time shrink

We will live the scientific life

Physics, chemistry, biology

 We will have it all

My missing rocks inclusive    

Til with that concept    

 Wake up    

And I am dead    

Never mind the statistics      

 Best believe we gon’ die together

But that’s for later

 Now  

Can hardly wait

For my universe to end

   Love is in the air (not as much as them green house gases anyway); I inhaled and it came out like so. 

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