X=Need

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Towering down into synthetic filters speaking untold void through material clicks hard
need
embarked on a slow history not unlike timber crowns adoring field floors turned
off in expression and doubly in habit. Inhabited realistic that is real estate races Babylon
for a memory of the sun. She was bright they said. The clouds will

find our windows whether they attach themselves to ourselves in creating the self
or not. Deconstructive liaison found the backyard empty except four plastic cans caked

deep within the dirt. I scratch that clay surface until it turns into solid gold. Who knew
need
could carry its own weight across an amorphous finish line? Interest scorned fireflies
must go deep into

need

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You lost me.

Or I lost myself in your words.

… Do you know where I am?

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you are in the middle of Need. Are you feeling needy? Needed?

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I’m feeling needy but not needed.

Now that I’m sober I like this poem a bit more. I find it to be about the internet… a heideggerian sneeze from the material larnyx.

We all need, but how do we navigate that maze? We’re all inside a variable bumper car with the gas pedel stuck.

To be honest Alex… what I need is the equation here; you seem to have balanced it but I wanna see your work.