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Every day I work, and every hour
I am writing emails, writing code,
and writing slides explaining
how to unlock value for the client,
moving meetings to a better time,
BCC'ing in my manager, then
pinging her on Teams to say, "how
fucking STUPID are these people?"
loling, pushing back to next week,
every minute I'm not fucking you, or
you and you, or making breakfast, kissing
friends in ways that real friends don't kiss,
or holding flame to curtains, burning down
your old apartment complex, exorcismic
Latin rites that trap the demon in the ash,
and every second I spend paying off
my mortgage, paying taxes, paying
for the things I've done, I mean it,
    every moment is worth dying for.