everything i once had has been replaced by something else.
each little void, nook, cranny... subsequently filled with something new, better.
because everything shattered and pulled apart at the seams-- stretched beyond recognition. every sinew-y piece of fibrous matter frayed... unrepairable.
every nucleus of this, each clouded in its own hubris and falsity. self-created. self-perpetuated. only to bring about a demise of Homer proportions.
I don't want this.
I don't need this.
I will survive this.
