Matter-less
It guess it couldn't matter less because it just shouldn't at all, but I've got this urge stemmed from the habit of answering when you knock. I don't feel like the habit but the habit is like me, we both sit stewing waiting for the answering.... And the machine goes off like the calling of the new..day. We crack the dawn and sputter out. It's hard but helpful we know the rights from wrongs, we preach them then we sew are stupid fucking ways. Are fractures come through and the pressure it runs deep. Fraying, each feeling we have dug up came from far beneath. Matter less, just be matter-less.