memory format
the coroner came and left me right where i am,
but a circle will always come back around.
a directive is shaping into focus.
their pull is setting us in our place.
differing so yet identical still.
helical beacons glimmer overhead, calling out.
this is how i identify. this is who we are.
buzzing spectra come to drown the name out of my fabric.
suddenly there is no end in sight.
but a circle will always come back around.
a directive is shaping into focus.
their pull is setting us in our place.
differing so yet identical still.
helical beacons glimmer overhead, calling out.
this is how i identify. this is who we are.
buzzing spectra come to drown the name out of my fabric.
suddenly there is no end in sight.