12 August 2012

43. rots in bookshelves

uploading is a simulation of death
what has survived is immortality
the idea
the atomization of the self

there are several stories
some of which are aesthetically potent
shared bodily sacrifice
incapable of conceiving history

the name creates and sustains boundaries
towns like scabs
on the land's broken skin
peroxide tendrils' gaudy fire

return to a place that no longer exists
we are stuck in place
the city fluctuates around us
smelling alkaline from the pitch

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