In here, see no hands, there is nothing wrong with the wait.

Let me know, it is time to go. Let me go, go.

Kiss me bleakly and leave quickly.

The trumpets are starting, can you fill it rising?

Raise your hand.

The air is full, look in all directions and it moves

The time slips increments, slipping, beyond

Construct it. Doubtful, anti-this. Spinning it.

It all flies. I am grabbing the life of you, the light of me

The life for us. We will construct it. Construct it

and calculate with a feeling, the gut of it, the bulk of it,

Existed in these scribbles.

I am, I am. I am. Not too badly bruised

– but curious.

Not too curious to become more bruised,

But blow it to pieces, and those pieces arrange,

The time of this. The time that flows through

The streets. We are destined to, remove mark the mountains,

To move. To move them.

All and nothing, or

Nothing and all. Waiting, waiting,

Your refusal,

You come to me. I wait, I would

Wait forever. Measure the sides, the angles,

Divide them. Dispense it

In increments. There is

Enough to go around

and goodbye. Goodbye. Good

Bye. Flying, flying falling, all my

Tap tap tap tap tap ratatatatatatatatat. Tat. Tat. Tat.

RiiiiiiiiiinnnngGGGGG.

Switch. Again.

There is enough for you, and you, and you. Oh, perhaps,

Not as much as thought before. But you, no, know?

The speed, it falls faster, I am a bellows. I am swinging

Counter. Reverse. We need this direction

And this. This direction

This sleeps. We add it up, add it in subtract it, kapoof!!

Here I am.

Here I am.

Here I am.

And this direction, add it in, add it up,

Relativity. He said, it would be relative. Tap. Tap. Tap.

Tap. Tap.

Place it here, and then

In here it will flow. And here

It is meant to be there. It is here. We are waiting for it here.

Here and the. I refuse. I refuse. I won’t stand, it’s not this

It is not apparent. I

Am willing to quack it up. I am willing to crawl below

I am willing to bllluuuuuuuurrrrrrrgggghhh.

Every minute. Faster. Breathe. Faster.

Breathe. Unified, let’s breathe.

I am perfect. This world is

Perfect. Wait a minute. Wait a minute.

Wait a minute.

The whole world is perfect. Breathe.

Wait a minute. All and nothing, or

Nothing and all. Nothing and all or nothing

And all or nothing. All of nothing.

Breathe. Breathe.

Perfect, this breeze beneath, perfect let’s waste

No time. It will be finished in

No

Time.

 

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