Moth-light
touch-screen
reach out
and touch
I am listening to hear . . .
where you are
the false mirror
fails to reflect
the new flesh
silence
silence
silence
ecstasy
ecstasy
ecstasy
ecstasy
life’s parade at your fingertips
life’s parade at your fingertips
life’s parade at your fingertips
life’s parade at your fingertips
She could spit in the eyes of fools . . .
as they ask her to focus on [the beyond].
“Two-Headed Boy” by Neutral Milk Hotel @ YouTube.com
Jan 2025
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