Disconnection

It’s all about

Connection, man

It’s all about free love

And kindred spirits

And human contact

And physical touch

Spread it like the

Way you spread

Your legs for me

Even though

You, I and her

Are so detached

From ourselves

The way you can’t

Sleep alone

The way she can’t

Look in the mirror

The way I can’t

Bare the sound

Of my own breathing

It’s all about

Disconnection, man

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