You can call it existential if you want…
I’ve woken up
—to this day
the next start
—of the next end
of the world.
and the shadows cast shadows on themselves
I’ve woken up
—to yesterday
when the next day
—was tomorrow
one day closer to the end of the world
and the shadows keep on shadowing themselves
I’ve woken up
—to tomorrow
the last start
—of the end
of the world
and we shadow the shadows
casting shadows on ourselves
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