accidental tones: particle

shh shh shhut the fuck up.

nothing’s happening, and i’m alright with that. pooling in a knot of sweaty summer anxiety and everything coming out my head’s like syrup but here’s a blanket see; a cooling gauze settles unassumingly over things.

eases into a waltzing dream, half remembered, sketched out, somnambulant. a kindof interstitial haze. the whole thing a lovely disjointed bardo flow.

a foggy puff of glasstone and hum/haw.

a panoply of botany and biology.

a run-out groove clickclack.

shh shh shhut the fuck up.

nothing’s happening, and i’m alright with that. cottonbrained, fuzzy, barely-there. i’m at one with the sighing soft crackle like an absent friend / a dying fire. post-something liminal waking. that bleary daydream still clinging wet to face.

a thrum and hoom s’like an instruction, an urge to be, elsewhere. to just blip out blip in not getting beyond just being a goddam thing.

peeling off now from teeshirt to skinshirt.

down beyond corpuscle and muscle memory.

to the good ooze.

accidental tones
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