When you rise cow the illusion of the cow of aloneness YOU COW, that of loneliness, of abandonment
is it so good to know
that you’re not a millimeter away from me
always YOU COW
forever YOU COW
unchangeable YOU COW
indifferent YOU COW
it does not matter to YOU COW
what my mortal weakness YOU COW
what my humanity makes me believe, YOU COW.
Even today, after a good day, so much bullshit at the end … and very and really hearty in that sense, then …, good hearts! OK? Alright, good hearts? I thought so. Then clean, but very casual!
We, good hearts, all know what we have to do over and over, and if we forget, we’ll read it here
And then … we do it – do it – do it!