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When I think of what most people like, I feel an undeniable spike in bile up my pipes 
that threatens to dress the room in my uncontrolled vomit. 
When I think of what most people like, I enter a parallel world where my earthly eyes 
can’t see quite right, and I fear I might fall off the side of this shitty old planet. 
Interests are equal from tanning to collecting Nazi memorabilia. 
It’s all the same, a way to spend days. A way to forestall creeping thoughts of the grave. 
When I think of what most people like, I leave the material realm 
and float past a garden of delights that remind me I’m far from perfect myself but perfectly bitter. 
When I think of what most people like, I take journey to hell and eat food that rotted on the shelves while intestines cry out in pain and beg, “please, God, forgive me!" 
Interests are equal from war-gaming to collegiate goalkeeper. 
It’s all the same, a way to spend days. A way to forestall creeping thoughts of the grave. 
Interests are equal. It’s all person-to-person and there’s so many people. 
Blood-play, or model trains. It’s all the same. 
Time spent, is time well-spent outside the grave.