Sunday, January 08, 2006


the room is dark and i can hear the robots.

i can hear them in the black spaces between me and the night. running protocols and parsing files too large to imagine. i can hear the contemp in the slow dull buzzing of thier cooling fans.

the robots hears me too. they can see me in the light.

they hear my juices moving about within my various containers and pumps. flushing and spilling about without order or reason. a mess in organic fibers. a 98.6 degree stain waiting to happen.

listening to ))) the sound of dimming

mazzy star - fade into you