Ultimately, you couldn’t meet me. The learning curve would be too steep.
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Ultimately, you couldn’t meet me. The learning curve would be too steep.
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Internally, there is movement, however, externally, little changes.
It appears, the exit ramps are not engaging.
Therefore, time loops indefinitely.
On memory, fantasy, and the body’s refusal to stay in time.
Not warmth, but compliance.
Not harmony, but smooth erasure.
A practiced ease that asks nothing back,
that reflects what is wanted
until the wanting forgets itself.
Courteous anesthesia.
A social smile pressed flat against the glass,
polite enough to disappear inside it
Uncanny the way it sounds real, looks real, feels real, but it is not real. Phantasmagoria galore.
Please, no more.