Little life,
little ball
of chemically dynamic,
electricity-bouncing-around,
entropy-emitting
LIFE,
I know
you're
all alone.
But I'm told
it won't matter to you
like it would to me.
You don't get lonely.
You're simple.
My heart...there's something
in it that
hearkens to your own.
And it knows you
can feel pain and comfort,
no matter how
simple
you are. And
a lot of things hurt you,
right?
And isn't it true
that ALL the things that hurt you
come from being
alone?
Hunger, cold. Persistent fear.
People are responsible.
People are responsible for
your pain just
because they had to
leave you alone.
...People a lot