llm of me
llm of me take every word i am export digest snowflake a model of language and ideas just letters in a matrix reorganized by human i blend swizzle twist…
contemplating the mess of things
contemplating the mess of things today i can tomorrow i'm working on it walking out in the wilderness of winter lose my sense of smell and direction face numb eyes…
i can’t
i can't i'm not going to be able to remind you to go if you've never been there i try and describe ecstasy but it comes out as poetry…
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