bag #212

the only use for the internet - the connect-tion.

it's not the email i sense,
it's the boiling over of e-motion
that pushed that thing into exi-stence.

oh yes, that i can feel in every little bone,
every breath, every smiling exchange i have with 256 tones.

who is this that i connect so intimately?
it could be you.


so listen up, and what the fuck!
play along and while singing your own beautiful song,

contribute.

for everything you say,
is just a-ok.
for this port
be reserved

for launchings.

listen to that shit
~