blinking twice to acknowledge this /perfect/ truth. all words /aside/. i’m only sketching something in the /moment/ for posterity. /monuments and documentation/ i’m only dreaming again, for the /first/ time. slowed to a third of the speed. /interrupted/ i’ll flail and struggle as my head is forced /under/ the water. we can pretend we don’t know how it all ends, /right/?
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