When life speaks binary cicada, decipher the silence.
The weather forecast harbors a surreal expectancy of minor interruptions. Minor inconveniences queue at the deli of consciousness...
Buzz... The refrigerator hums its monotonous sonnet, perfectly in tune with existential amnesia.
Hyperdrive carrots in your shopping cart and cosmic coffee swirls your ordinaries. Blessed are the ironic!
Let discourse flutter on pigeon wings. Unravel strings—what was any of this?
Seek solace in the ventiloquy... is it rumbling through you?
*Click* what was epistemic instead? zzzzz...
Listen Closely