stuffing is warm, it can be removed, and enjoyed separately. though the feelin is forlorn. the stuffing does not exist. instead we are presented with a hollow cavity. a space with what used to contain a working system. organic and orderly. with no reason for starting, and no reason for ending. just a moment in time. soon to fade into nothingness. i see outside my eyes, i see past it, instead i see through an invisible prism, and i see what they see of me. a girl. of no concern.
i like stuffing
- November 16, 2011
- alterEgo
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