I’ve seen that look before; another hour more’til the truth comes.a dank cave, cavernous. The depths, they last forever. another modern telephonic ghost whose haunting is silence;manufactured abyss between the lines–some wired connections severed or unstarted—is it a reliefyelling with no echo? i came long to know that no one would know (without even a…

I used to wonder if anything I’d be,then I found out that anything is me.