Airborne

Navigating social media has been driving me to quite an edge. But I think I am settling now; my perceptions are shifting, I am assessing my needs and the right spaces and means of desire.

Despite everything, technology is setting me free now. My heart will slip back into the warm pages of my journals; this clinical space is not any of my languages of love. It must assume the shape of the glass through which it is/ I am seen, the thin slices of glass that keep me from you.

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