eye of yang blinks moon of yin circles itself looking for the plaything that escaped him.
orbital orb: oublier
we split things down to their smallest parts only so we can reassemble them again.
mathematicians conduct our fears: symphonies of screams— spinning out of control the webpage regenerates itself: eunuch of unification
i see you only in pixels —it’s been a while—i can’t remember your face but i deconstruct the colours that make you & plot them on a graph to resemble a sunset.
this evening i can look eastward and only see light.
i inflate life-vests only to dizzy myself forgetting water is air to things unlike ourselves then grab the knife to the rib and slice fins blood sinks— upwards: last oxygen sings— our head of earthly sediment.
