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
Sunday, May 24, 2020
how do you like it? how does it feel?
I'm a cold Android in your hand
with a blank state, some red-faced
just sitting across from you expecting it all.
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