One to Zero

imprisoned by emotions, to live in fiction, to die in reality stars moving at the speed of airplanes. How constellations change as we move through space. To desire not to procreate no not with your own race. To want to know: how one relates to their own face. To be in control of one's image. HALLO! ANIMALS, GERMS, AND SAVAGES! Press, release. MTWTF SS Beware! Human hearts get eaten in this story. Leave them nothing but memories to hold on to. Frankly, my love, I don't give a damn about the children Hearing them at the toilet, one could imagine the consistency of their excrement I want to know: how you relate to your own face. They say your body is a temple; come inside me and worship the lord The hardest routes generally come together through strength, focus and a memory for sequence. Landfills. World of Migrations, of war, and of shortage. Search results. Sugarslaves. Laissez-faire reproductive economy. Shortcuts. We all fight. Over curbs. Smell of not humans but the garbage they consume.