Our hearts are pounding to the echoes of our coming demise We’ve synchronized with the possibles existential threat and we dwell between undefined layers of time (atomic glue) and carbon
Did we ever share the same physical realities, or our differences always pulled us apart ?
We claim we come from the ground, and yet we are electrical beings; we originated (emerged, surfaced, arose) from explosive deployment and we’ve never ceased to rupture, to break and to salvage.
We are holding together by force, by threat, by mistake. We are particles forever apart, pretending we are whole but truly hollowed,
