>>A city is a
sea of strangers but you see the future is too busy
to be reminded of something everyone wants. Going
nowhere.>>Think about what happens after your life outside yourself: another life will be somewhere born into the world, as if you had never existed. If the thought strikes you suddenly and clearly enough, it will be indistinguishable from the thought of being born all over again.>>red percocet or blue stars; green rhizome or black gnats;
white mirrors
hands shake its reflection