in this insular world, here
of infinite space
the power to create
confined in boxes.
edges applied retroactively,
the click line in the sand
where everything falls off
on the reflection in the screen.
burning in our lap,
let's make pockets!
the warm void made
of connecting edges.
white space
two for
one/zero
sale.
1 comment:
Wow... that's awesome. I completely get you. Are there not enough artists and thinkers left?
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