(0223) old wind

incapable of backwards inequity. more profound if someone was asleep at the switch, but who would've managed? besides, death comes slowly if you're paying too much attention. nothing comes together while skies are gray. if one only had the means to make the sun shine when it would be convenient, then we'd all be in for it. mutations have become the only way. i got rid of the extra weight on time, lucky for me. to be blunt, it was getting old.

switching gears is too much fun, and i can't stop. must mirror myself while dancing without movement. the ocean doesn't wanna wait... and neither do i. forward motion because it's now or never. keep typing to keep up. decode the smoke patterns and release. someone's gotta do it. might as well be me.

i just need one more. one more fix to get me straight.

but there will be none of that here.