the gorilla glass

disengagement / engagement 

. . . and with a deep suspiration she set her thumbs to tapping on the gorilla glass:

a disconnect with attainment of desired goals
a disconnect with engagement of daily responsibilities
a disconnect with realizing this awareness and affecting change

an over engagement with the virtual world
a disengagement with the physical world

few, if any, goals are actuated by the aforementioned

it’s fight or flight time . . .

then on with the headphones, on with her iphone, on with sic alps’ message from the law
and on she danced to a new transcendence . . .

What I’m Reading:

Pantalone, like a parrot,
Sat and grumbled in the garret—
Sat and growled and grumbled till
Moon upon the window-sill
Like a red geranium
Scented his bald cranium.

— Edith Sitwell / “By Candlelight”

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About istsfor manity

i'm a truncated word-person looking for an assemblage of extracted teeth in a tent full of mosquitoes (and currently writing a novel without writing a novel word) and pulling nothing but the difficult out of the top hat while the bunny munches grass in the hallway. you might say: i’m thee asynchronous voice over in search of a film....
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