Friday, December 1, 2006

fall

machine b left the wing. left the things unexecuted. left the successful life. a life measured by surrounding. a life full of everything yet lacking anything to the wing. b felt the ground. smelled the ground. the serenity of the disturbed undergrowth, the dirt, the fresh life. the fresh life that would never be that. the 'fresh life' that would never become more than a thought, a scientific experiment, an ecological study. machine b left the self and turned to the wing to surrender. the wing is always smoother.

arise

machine a felt the rough hard parts of the body. the area where something hadn't been properly executed. the area that wasn't part of birth but a result of negligence thereafter. he felt the sensual tension and the lack of satisafction. he felt the desire so strong and deep in his soul that it breathes through the holes of his body. he felt the things left undone and the numerous harms done. machine a felt himself, yet nothing at all.