you can't help yourself really. you can't help what you remember, or what you can't keep. in mind. keep that in mind. what? there's no fault in memory. only present. the present is tense. tensile, apprehensile. some memory is in your gut, enzymatic, some memory is in your groin, swooning unexpectedly, errotically.
you may forget. yes you may. you need not ask. you have permission. you may make it up as you go along. everything's permitted now. there's no prescription, only description, there is no script now the old script is lost down the memory hole. techno prisoners. take note. techno memory. loose notes, fly around the park. to the universe, in the trees. that girl, did you see that? she walked right into me, without a word, her device thrust into my chest, lord. plexus.
like the tip of your nose. like that scent wafting by. it's on the tip of your tongue, the back of your mind, salivation.
peace be with you.
and you, dear roe, and you.
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