There is an experiment to do.

Manifest. Manifest.

All the words have blurred together in my mind. I hear myself say it aloud or
in my mind
who am I? what's the difference? what do i think i'm doing?

I answer differently every time.

Nine inch nails hold me together at splitting seams. It seams Saturn decided to bring me back around. "We are eternal love – this pain is an illusion."

Sex. Why to dance. Guide my body. I feel you. I move you. Move through me. Move through me. Dark answers for dark qestions. This dark question is ever being asked.

I am the dark question.

Manifest. Manifest.

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