you are one close
canal to my traveler, seek through
my dripping co creator. need a machine.
need me not to drop the roam. yet i find
some thing, down this street i call
familiar. we will live.
resistance field- fly off the handle
and the wanting to will consume it all.
there must be high expectations for the ones
that behave like us. what did you think
we came here to do? our space is altered,
and we are trying to neutralize
it,with extra silence as
our personal speed. i am getting there
and staying with what it is then.
we come to pray upon you.
if you write your request down,
it will make off with less of the
forms we allow to pass through us-
it is best this way.
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