Monday, September 4, 2017

cult call, if we had one

*crawl on stage, emergency to stand talked*

Isn't it beautiful, our bodies in partials. Mutable across platforms,
follow we. Full hospital gown chic, into a space without room.
We crash. Subatomic particles, some Heisenberg theory,
life without ID, we don't exist until we are observed.

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