How can you
play video games all night, while I lay naked
at your side?
Can you feel my body breathing?
Can you hear my fertility, in step and ancient,
through the digital facade,
the disembodied cadence?
Have you hidden this deeply in your mind
neglecting flesh and blood burning?
Can you hear apples falling?
And as you say "Just one more minute.."
Can you feel the breeze on your cheek,
from the door closing?
"And on this day, The earth will stand up, and walk away."
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