TheThen = html`<br>
Who cares about deep violet skies<br>
when nothing is<br>
what is in this what is in<br>
<br>
this forgotten coin collection<br>
I stole from in the memories of summer<br>
with my sister worst case scenerios this is<br>
what I wanted this is what I wanted<br>
<br>
as the sky falls beneath the couch in the<br>
admissions office of God. Hahaha the scholarship<br>
for death where you get to die but painlessly.<br>
Where you get to die but you’re not the one who<br>
<br>
pays. Blood pumps from the chest hammock<br>
to that pitiful raisin brain that can’t even live<br>
can’t even fix the storm-storms it wreaks through<br>
<br>
the bone the tremor jaw the bunch of tooth knuckles<br>
fractures beneath the skin fingerprints sliced and<br>
diced tomato crisis — slices — shit.<br>
<br>
The endless endless, you know?<br>
<br>
The slow slow… the then that never<br>
comes. A life… and the pomegranate grows<br>
a face and says I never wanted you anyway<br>
<br>
never wanted to reunite in the stomach of some<br>
girl in a beach towel desperately trying to claw something<br>
beautiful out of the mucused eggshell stunted<br>
fetus dark-dark never once-living grace of wander<br>
— never beautiful.<br>
<br>
Never was beautiful. All<br>
lies and dramatics.`