Why’s it matter
what’s the matter
you can say what you want,
it’s hardly gonna change the fact
hardly gonna change
what happens once we fall apart
once we fall apart we’re done for good
and we’re done for good if you think the moments
are the only thing that matters
why’s it matter
what’s the matter?
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About Catastrophe Jones
Wretched word-goblin with enough interests that they're not particularly awesome at any of them. Terrible self-esteem and yet prone to hilarious bouts of hubris. Full of the worst flavors of self-awareness. Owns far too many craft supplies. Will sing to you at the slightest provocation.
You are on a total roll these days, Jones. Really glad to see you writing and posting.
Thanks, Lewin. Something about springtime seems to wake me up.