antwerp (ii)
for pete’s sake

for pete’s sake
I’m older than the life expectancy
of my ancestor hero
who fled Bismarck’s invaders
for Whitechapel to cripple

I might fight the e front line
mock cyber mercenary

I’ve seen my dying loved die

yet I still STILL

she was damned interesting
intelligence age body desire
settle family defer
all the bells my programming begs to be rung

and I stilled

fuck it
just what does it take

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