who loved?

Whether taken piece-meal, via semantic//etymological deconstrutcion, or in media res ad aeternum, the answer is a process, which isn’t a dialogue; but, nevertheless, I’m beginning to believe the answer is–No One.
             can’t lose the flesh,
                   can’t shake the fascism,
                           and desire’s lifting off without me.
Reset to zero–lose loyalty. old friends and lovers don’t know you, and don’t care to–but they’d love to use you (oh, how they Love using you).
                  It’s time. total self-renaissance. L & C are strangers again; into the D.N.E. box with them, and the past at large, too–so be it, no one needs to know.


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