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
Thursday, January 10, 2019
we still haven't slept. [CTRL][ALT]inauthentic belonging
we are over[clouded] opening passages of blankness:
to plot [character] in socials. exaggerated and stale.
a [shared] sea of
cultural relations and travel memories
sketched in their code.
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