Never been here before at the edge of this emotion related to you, and it, a knotted-boulder when speaking on the wall we both found in the grey-canyon gorge while meandering paths of each other’s bodies. It was a shift in gravity where our legs dropped out, and what was expected as I waited for a signal forward? Was it simply to continue on as if nothing was happening? I waited for a signal to help, but it never came. Am I expected to walk in the dark without knowing where my hands may fall as the walls give way from their shifty structural density, as a form of telepathy, so that yes indeed you experience I am with you—right there in the sinking pitfall of what, of what will…what will inevitably arrive as the disconnection of reflection; fragments?
Such footing isn’t working, it isn’t footing. It’s a dip in the walk and a cave in. I won’t do that, I demand echo from the dark, for the sake of our remaining; renaming. (Necessary). To feel more into walls as they shift, I can do that! What is required, required, required, is required, required, required; please turquoise of the inner-eye with which your tonsils are extensions of snake-fangs—call out! Call out! CALL OUT! WITH COMPLETE ABANDON.
Yet this too isn’t death. You wanted to know this side of it as I can share it as it appears on the surface of reflection: echo. Do you feel trust of the footpath as it walks a tongue of echo-reflections: what it is to feel emerge as information? (disconnected fragments) Can you hang on with every…at every second of what it is to hear communicating with what it is to occur? Can you
allow this with what it is as only reflection—where did you go? (fragments; unconscious, unformulated expectation) At what footfall did lose tongue unfolding from mouth emotion necessary for hearing what it is to receive echo of reflection-half necessary, necessary, necessary for health? Where did you lose hearing? At what point, at what fractal? Audiology, audio.
Having spent hours building a bridge, the bridge collapses to a density no one can explain. A sudden gravity, not known to humans before, suddenly a hole with more inhalation in its structure than at other parts on earth—it just went down; the bridge has collapsed.
Anyone else exhausted? Please
tell me something, we are, you are, the company. Or am I not listening? And if this wasn’t listening, how would it become detectable to the outcome of the curvature of the walls fingers understand when skimming the surface for information? The information which is half-touch and half-a-walls’. There is
no one to blame (scapegoat), it is inevitable—allow this burst of energy without making value-judgment, (where religion lies), without having come to feel death. How did the
collapses to a density no one can explain. Time never has been here before at the edge of this related to anyone else—and it appeared: a knotted-boulder when speaking on the wall found in the grey-canyon gorge while meandering the paths of each other’s bodies. Follow
time it leads a lace to untie; standstill die; question too long—become blind due to the objects which can lose sight.