"…my need for closeness outweighs my sense of self-preservation."
- Virginia Woolf
...
There are so many ways to know you.
For a part of me wants to kiss your eyelids, and
rest and frolic in your quickened breath,
and yet another part wants to
catch a fractal of
thy mind, and keep it safe
against the slope of my eye-
lashes.
There are so many ways to know you, and
a part of me wants to laugh adoringly
at your tiny games.
And a part of me wants to swallow you whole:
I am a self-devouring python, and our
conversations will dissolve
your exoskeleton.
There are so many ways to know you, and
I want them all.
...
You don't understand.
I want to become you.
You are a pocket of complexity in the space-time mattress
and besides,
I need an inertial frame:
What does an algorithm feel like from the inside?
...
And besides,
This skull is boring.
- Virginia Woolf
...
There are so many ways to know you.
For a part of me wants to kiss your eyelids, and
rest and frolic in your quickened breath,
and yet another part wants to
catch a fractal of
thy mind, and keep it safe
against the slope of my eye-
lashes.
There are so many ways to know you, and
a part of me wants to laugh adoringly
at your tiny games.
And a part of me wants to swallow you whole:
I am a self-devouring python, and our
conversations will dissolve
your exoskeleton.
There are so many ways to know you, and
I want them all.
...
You don't understand.
I want to become you.
You are a pocket of complexity in the space-time mattress
and besides,
I need an inertial frame:
What does an algorithm feel like from the inside?
...
And besides,
This skull is boring.
2 comments:
The skull IS boring!
But it shouldn't be, right. It's all we have.
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