f		humming gases eloping with laser beams on discs shattering dust without sparks or hiss crackle exit entrance even disruption of skipping sound, music, compact discs, claiming convention in their taxes, moving, hopping backwards and forwards in the boats of time, threads galvanizing steal and destiny, steel and plastic, composite collection of memories i can tell you i don't like her or that i do, but i can't tell you why the mystery tangle exit entrance, input output resultant vector spitting from algebra's calculated operations deviant, spectral, old wind, where are you? old time, the calming feeling, the hint of deja vu, a misfire, a skipping portal into the brains deeper beeping, the west was east for a moment in the turning of horizons, the vertical, the ladder was longitude remember, descriptions, additions, modules, orbits, venus, mars, earth, explorer, designed at speeds unfathomable, fearing impact, the gravity of time, pulling us towards the end of it, the wall was a capsule, a cinder block event of sacrifice, the well of water deepening in the summer time and refilling in winter, from mountains, from snows, from melting rivers, disgust, erosion, imps, growth, secretion, elevated to describe racing minds, the beat of the retinally ridiculed, spaces, disjunct, overt, overly angled, gravitationally difficult, spewed, skewed, and skewered, slew, slay, slaying, speeding seaping from pores, timid little boys capturing a note in the fashion sense of time and tell-tale evangelical operas, the pizza and puccini were superb in the disguise skipping across the cd, the change of directory, the cordless diagram, the the the the the peicing, peaceful, parted plywood love i would not call unliving material for houses, but the love for you i cannot get a clear signal, orbits disolved, time unlinear, skipping songs, boys, girls, dreaming of love and you sound like trees growing and drowning in water and we spend hours reliving moments, and smirking and congradulating from hundreds of miles away and speaking in tongues only we seem to be kissing with and i want to love you, i want to love you, i wish i could love you, but the cd is skipping, the change of directory, the time the song ended and returned and ended and returned moving through slow moments repeating notes and ejecting previous thoughts feelings, images, drum beats, melodies, partitioning our selves on a disc's scanning partition movement motor was weak, glass was unpolished, dirty from time's climbable disguise, which is society's complexity, orders of, angular attack formations, described in technical journals so we can greviously enter wars, enter tactical training exercises descending into a polit and preaching a division and legion of skipping loveless cd's pulling for ice cream to be shown on video between coronation speeches and victory dances, a loved one to hug that is not there for love's sake, but for self sine wave value returning function colding ly less ful end me i saw, would listen this long invent, this long machine, image processing your mind, the kind we describe through spelling bees, the kind we discover by sailing strunk and white's, the kind hand of another human being moving through the same vast space wondering, good god, the infinite, i saw, would see, would say, and repeat, over and over and over, and the kind i can always wonder about and yet always count on, the kind of signal that might just be skipping throughout time, disturbing me, yet repeating the gestures which would bring us the most meaning, a surface surviving despite scarring is one that refuses closure, one closure is many inconsistencies, one open, is one that is incomplete and assumes knowledge unknown, love, describing little but perhaps that with is described from the unknown, the unprimitive, the removal of obvious, the omission of easy, we speaking not in a vacuum, can hear eachother, and try to describe planets of worlds circling about with equations and masses, gravitational constants, inverted matrices rotating axes, the speaking, love transform, the path of most work, least received, and love is the giving, the echo of skipping, the sections passing through space that coldingly truth tell spark advertisements with skylines wringing writing and dividing no more. talking into a stupor. mind motion. newton and his peers believed that had seen into the heavens by predicting their movement. design was theirs to describe. little did they know.
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