mulling over a lack of illumination. To mourn my
position, at dawn I mingle with the dead by lying my
head down in your electric oven. In this way I keep it
seperate from me.

The perspective is of someone who eats. My Computer
began a task late last night, and this afternoon
drools out your answers, a spool of files. I have to
stand this many miles away to truly touch you. From
here, Ohio's trees tunnel grayly into enough of a
filament to tango.

Black branch to Black branch to Black branch to Black
branch to Black branch.

The purest of idiots is mesmerized by lattice. But you
can't stand the burning hair



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