Monthly Archives: June 2011

I find paralysis hiding under a badly constructed roof, and I stare at the empty minutes, which deliver a need for observation, but she likes hammering, and I just tweak a movement slightly to be rewarded by the proof that my will can function independently, but I serve a watered down authority, and her impressions still work into the fibers of this conceptual mishap, and I press forward if the engineering tugs on my curtailed angst, but I’ve used most of their harvest already.