there
there is something about this place
and i'm running so far in it
trace all my footprints and put them in crime labs
my sneakers are drawn out
tied on too tightly
harvest their heartbeat
till nothing is fleeting
lockets in lockets
and pictures in perfect
break upon a virtual shore
data impending a final release
version debating this one harm abating
a closed yet impersonal store
unconscious connections
rekindled belated collided elated