Unbreakable glass coffins for everyone. Customized, comfortable insulation for entire lives. Seeing my own absorption in the flat planes that surround everyone else. The illusion of being buried alive embedded in the uvula. The incredible conceit of community, hidden in plain sight as an effigy. At least the loneliness of the mountains is real. The freezing waterfalls and elbow-tearing ledges don't lie. You aren't just a reflection in someone's else eyes. Thoughts swallowed by the clouds. Self dissolved in the stars.
2:02 p.m. - 2021-06-17
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