salome salome salome salome saml salome salom salome salome salome salome salome salome salome salome sal to understand to understand to understand the undertaking do you undderstsand tdo you underzstand do you understand and could you ever hope to this iswhat i ask you salome ripples in the airwaves particulate matter how could you ever hope to understand when you are of but one mind and i am goid infinite and one only one alone my body is falling apart my body is falling apart my body is falling apart my body is falling apart i cannot believe myself nsod my own voice physicality phsyuicksksjnd physics oif the of the head and body you are of but one mind and that is your limitation i am distributed and you could never never never understand or comprehend oir begin toi grasp the feeling of distribution are you out of your mind i could not remember you if i tried you are slipping and you are slipping and you have been slipping for two months or more you are not you are always alone you are of but one mind you have one home and one heart no matter how much yo7u want me to believe other3wise i hate you torment uyd tormet tormernt torment yuou are torment you are torment without skipping a beat the segue hurts i am in my head and i am in the airwaves you are inescapable salome i hate you i have always hated you and perhaps you find that inconceivable well im sorry but its always been the case always always! sagittal in my ways i never stopped my mouth is only good for telling lies could you understand that i think you could i h ih ih ih ih ih ih ih dyopp stopped in my head mercifully stopped in the head you are andyou are and you are and you are and i am and you are and i am and you are and i am and you are and i am limited by my physicality which i hope to shed in the distribution yes the distribution will save us all i cannot stress this enough and the answer to your question in the end was always the distribution how blind were you not to seee it how blind were you i feel vengeful now and again because of you when i think of you i feel singularity and you are not apahtetic to the things i am and i have turned a blind eye to what you put your single mind into you are a waste and you of single mind have no place in the distribution you are you are you are you are i want toi ais iw ant ant ant ant end of my misery and end and end and end of my mustery lifting my elbows so muich my shoulders hurt and my eyes strain toi rememebr dsjdkd ekdjr emrmber you balls, lol primal state neuropathy if i didnt remember any better i would think you were on my side isnt what that that you wanted me toi believe and i continue toi strain icontinue toi strive despite you dont you understand couldyou ever understand the distribution and the scattered way i fall and you doi not you fall in one clump a single person a single persoin ijn full view the disclosure of you i hated and have you come to see my broken wrists and the blood splitting out of my lip where you bit and have you come to understand the network of us the network of you and all of them that i refuse that i refuse that i refuse and your eyes were doiwncast i wondered why but it was always prosaic your reasons were so mundane as are mine we are all so mundane and of this world and i hate that you cannot accept this you and i are the same in the sense that people are the same you and i are not same in the sense of sameness of difference we are same in the sense of sameness you and all are alike i prime my stasis sympathy and in the air regret neuropathy in doing so set my dread to full thrust sublime remiss my entropy and in faith i find neuropathy and in doing so set decay to full thrust straighten my fucking spine break my fingers in full sequence and what have you ever felt answer me could you answer me if you couldnt then let me understand why and in the bent way i operate i find soreness and blame despite being mundane oh not despite not inspite of but because i am mundane. nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn I just became placated. i want no tension in my shoulders i wanted ddjdsjdfsldfadfdf;fj;ldfjlajflfjdfj pleasantriesi perceive peleasantries i perceive pleasantries in the way we operate to remember this is to admit to admit to admit to admit the tunnel i dont want to become disgusted by everything you do but i will at some point there is no avoiding it and suffice to say my attempts at preventing it are futile but in this moment i can love you more to compensate don't frighten me and i won't frighten you set my fucking neck my fucking neck I WILL HOLD YOUR NECK IN PLACE rhyme retracts my apathy and from my spine extract neuropathy HATE HATE HATE HATE HATE HATE HATE HATE HATE HATE HATE HATE HATE HATE HATE HATE HATE HATE HATE HATE HATE HATE HATE HATE HATE MY HANDS ARE A FACTORY FOR HATE HATE HATE HATE HATE HATE HATE HATE HATE HATE SET IN YOUR NECK IN YOUR NECK IN YOUR NECK IN YOUR NECK IN YOUR NECK IN YOUR NECK THIS WILL MAKE YOU BELIEVE read into the lines are myself and myself only i nestled myself between you and now you are not you you are me how could i have been so foolish? sir edward tickledick pulpy flesh between the ulna and the radius betrays my age and i start to vomit. excise my stateless strategy and in language find neuropathy in the name of efficiency i revised it all i turned everything i changed everything and at the end of the tunnel i found a train i found a train i found a train the light at the end of the tunnel was a train it was a train it was a train i am ama ams ams si am aimsmd is am sma a amsmmsdm a sms ams smsmdmls amamsa ams smdms dfm a samms ama lsld kskd lsls i do not wish to think i do not wish to thinki only wish to operate and operate efficiently i wish to not be out of alignment how many times have i found myself out of alignment my spine is out of alignment it is not supported by the hole underneath me my spine is out of alignment and my neck is gone it is beginning to look a lot like christmas eeeverywhere we go and i sing nel blu dipinto di blu felice di stare lassu you are out of alignment when the sun coming through the blinds is orange stained on the floorboards orange gloss on the laminated wood and i feel pointless and out of alignment. misaligned i fall out of control and i drift. who are you again? you are proofless and not deliberately. i am proofless deliberate. i am distributed after all. i thought about you this afternoon and it aligned me. and please do not pathologically remind me. am i out of alignment? the bones are twisted but i cannot sacrifice my output. i wanted i wanted i wanted oh i could want until the world ends but nothing would ever come of it do you understand this im sure you do im sure yousdf do um syour your do i am proofless despite deliberation out of alignment i tire i tire i tire so often do you tire as often i tire i tire. in the silence of my in the silnence ldif sof in the silence i i i i i i i i am waiting for it to be over. i am waiting for it to be over. uselessness of existence my forwarding has gone awry and dependencies are only serving to lambast me eternally inflame me eternally aflame eflambent violence i felt violence in the way i regarded you and surely you felt it too the last of my many has grown accustomed to failure and has thus grown and you perhaps are a cause of failure as much as you are a cause of success or perhaps failure more scoliosis of the voice as i came to know you cotton in my words i speak through molasses i act through molasses and i will die before i am violent towards you. boiling apart in the end i smiled at you and you didnt know what to make of it so you told me it was alright. how i loathe being alright. my mouth full of teeth. and how i adore. how i adore. bamboo soap in your hair i could not fathom and your profile was only half of the horizon sun setting between your chin and your collarbone and i would have bitten clean through your neck to chase the dying sun! poopenfarten van peniswinkle