[dead man]

beauty.

I been stuck up in the sunken place, screaming out these sockets tryna speak from down up under pain. Lungs are flooded. Suffocate on suffering. Such a fucking waste. Blood is bubbling.

beginning is what draws me in time after time. twists of language you have honed over the years still lying dormant. its great.

i still have your fucking metaphive archive link on deck somewhere. idk i think so at least.

thanks