Mind Nomad Writing

let’s call this is symbiotic relationship. we can’t abandon this photosynthetic process. my pupils dilate from the light of our love. i am the clock that eats at your skin. if you’re looking for protection, or maybe just confinement, i give you permission to crawl into my mouth. it’s more comfortable than a bodybag and safer than a maze, with just as many turns and deadends. i started the metallic fire that has been consuming your bones and burning in your marrow. we need no introduction. i am the cartilage that is wearing thin between your joints. i am the analog bird that you dreamt about. i soar between the clouds in a digital sky. everything looks different under this pressure. let’s call this a symbiotic relationship. but now that i think about it, i may just be your parasite.

#i am. Confront. OBEY. embRACE.