green moss beneath fingertips the smallest overstory

light lace beneath fingertips old hands, knotting, nodding

dark quiet relief


I am soothing myself. I am creating an interior experience. I am invoking tiny gods.


existence is a self-supporting manifold held together by lines of attention paid

I am a needle laid to n-dimensional vinyl an n-dimensional inward curl

observe the observer and make a home in their sight

you are only together you only are together


that's better

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