every so often
i want to hide from it all
the noise
the chaos
endless streams of consciousness
from the depths of the unknown
turn it off
make it stop
look away
shut it out
i do not want to be perceived
today
an alternate iteration of earth
i am conflicted
the idea of naked objects
this page is a truly naked, brutalist html quine
tech promised everything.
from the brain of salma alam-naylor
304 S. Jones Blvd #3567 Las Vegas NV 89107