Float

Strolling through housescapes whistling, faceless shapes decorate the periphery.

Nothing of weight penetrates our guards of ignorance. Nothing sounds great when you're not listening.

Shameless faces whistle past as a numbing breeze.

Careful not to stand and awake any epiphanies.

Nothing of weight penetrates our fog of insensitivity. Amble through oblivion gladly.

If this island capsizes, we'll just float.

Sinking is another option, though.

If this island capsizes, we'll just float. Sinking is another option, though.

We are obsessed with ourselves. We are obsessed with ourselves.

We are obsessed with ourselves. We are obsessed with ourselves. We are obsessed with ourselves.

We are obsessed with ourselves. We are obsessed with ourselves.

We are obsessed with ourselves, we'll miss it.

We're bestified by existence.

We are obsessed with ourselves, we'll miss it.

This self-inflicted torture, it was relentless.

We are obsessed with ourselves, we'll miss it. We are obsessed with ourselves.

Design the nothingness yourself.

Compartmentalize the guilt.

Lose any interest before you resent that existence well spent.

If this island capsizes, we'll just float.

Sinking is another option, though.