i have created this fantasy and it's all i have <>
one moment cannot lead into the next without <> coercion
<><> please take what i can no longer bear <> folding into my own weight
<><> movements we can no longer sync within this fabricated frame will <> burden you
<> looking out over the shrouded mess we have conceived <><> fantasies collide <><>
and they call the wind Mariah ;-)
