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where is myself
i am nothing
i love focusing on the flea that is myself
the little louse that i am
on the head of hair that is the world
in the confusing nothingness that i know nothing about that is the universe
i am a louse without a name
scratch me out
poor little louse
that doesn't matter
poor meaningless little louse
smush it before it bites your head
stupid and careless
meaningless language
that us lice use to communicate
and think it's art
art - a lice concept
so very silly and stupid
i am a louse that wants to kill another louse
and do the head a favor
in doing so
a broken watch
how i'd like to be gone
where is gone?
take me to gone
take this poor silly little louse to gone
'cause it don't want to bite your head no more
gone - the happiest place in the world.
happy - another louse concept.
i am a louse that doesn't want to be a louse
i am a louse that wants to be a grain of sand.
I am meaningless. So I want to be meaningless.
Ya dig?
I want to feel meaningless.
To my louse self.
i'd be more meaningful if i was a ridge in tree bark.
if i was a ripple in water.
if i was a vein in a leaf.
if i was cigarette smoke.
if i was a parachute-seed on a dandelion.
if i was a sunbeam.
if i was the sound of a wave.
if i was
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