The Simulacrum


The simulacrum is all there is
No reality, no depth, all surface
Shadow, pretense, fickleness
Playful, uncommitted, loose
On the move to nowhere
Not caring where one is
No wanting to be anywhere
Inhabiting no place or feeling
Drifting, cut loose from nothing
What moves, what stays, who cares.
That's me. that's me, that's me
Making a move, making a move
Moved as I am by something else.

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