Lovelace, pronounced "loveless"
Beyond stasis
Lowest blood-oxygen concentration ever seen
Won't fucking stop justifying her bad drinking habits
Vomiting at 28
Bald, like an infant
Just as helpless
She's still talking about herself, the same as ever
Paralysis on the couch
Inaction, the olde feeling
Frustration
I need to call him
I need to leave work
To return home
For his funeral
If not now,
Then soon
I need
To break into my own stores of oxygen
I havent had enough
I need to sink into the wilde,
To break from this sense of self,
Personhood
Beyond stasis
We may both die far from home
We may both be returning home
I need to escape
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