He didn’t sit alone, but with himself.
The chatter filled his glass -
lemon, fennel, cumin -
as he toasted with smoke and hog,
‘to the curious case of the dog in the nighttime.’
Tag: dark academia
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Dank
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painfully bliss
Ultimately, we imagined so many things novelty outran intention: Power became currency, battle our true recreation, and regarded old aesthetics to ease the lens of time. How painfully ignorant to have died in honor of forgetting how to live.