The actual madness of attraction
It’s in the paradoxical patterns
It’s in the prime meridian
It’s in the sanzen of the similes
It’s in the analog of the latency
It’s in the language of static
The parallel of passion is when
The amount I loved you, then
Is equivalent
To the amount I loathe you, now
(and my God, how I loved you)
There is no middle ground
No returning
No amnesty for avarice
No curtain obscuring the tragedy
Of us
It’s when
The pervasive spaces
Become condemned
It’s when
The forevers rival
The never agains
a. duncan, 2020
Lyrics:You don’t need a reason
For I know that what I’ve done is wrong
No one there to argue
About the way that our moment’s gone
Yeah, it’s the same
Right or wrong
Yeah, it’s the same thing
Right or wrong
These are my suspicions
And I’ll never know how this was a lost cause
And both sides are even
They are even and alone
Yeah, it’s the same
Right or wrong
Yeah, it’s the same thingRight or wrong
Video featured track: ‘Bit of Fluff’ by Max Richter
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