Let's race them to see which one is bigger and which has more furiously attacking claws! Let's see who will not come out alive tomorrow, whose disease is more helpless and stronger in the other. Let's disturb ourselves, let's pretend we never had a good night's sleep. Let's think about what more we can put on the pain. Let's try to deal with the tiredness and filth caused by our sweaty armpits. Which has more mass than which? Which one occupies more volume than the other on the earth where these blue clouds are displaced? Do we really want to see, know, feel this?
What did we finally get? What have we achieved as the pus and blood flowing from our open wounds warms our palms? Neither you nor I can answer that. We're going round and round in high drama, that's all. From our exaggerated tears, it is clear that we are both suffering.
April, 2023 paper collage // by Demon Ego