a project of skill-less and dead-author labor turned dead-text turned dead-reader, love affair with space, some cloud to influx information without regard for human eyes. &poetry
Monday, August 8, 2016
hard line, elicits reactions, survival instinct: a realer fake4u
Can intellectualize all of this,
still, and no gloves
in futures, but [depressed for the summer]
lay off for a—anything, a week—because
we are an easy. Targeted with strong
personalities, as they say, “unlikable”,
but pleased to know, disproportionately disparaged, more readily, with norm,
treated with hostility and suspicion—a sport, for funs, some satisfaction seek,
it’s been long-coming, a space of displaced aggression and anger and annoyance, for reflecting.
Cultured. And it’s not unintentional. And neat. Everything you read is about you as much as we.
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