Twenty-Six Letters...

Animals are not gears. One may not simply perfect one and move on to another. Also, animals are not perfect.

'We have a tendency towards entropy.'

And all of a sudden I could feel my feet being pulled down beneath the sand, millions of troglodytes and billions of neophytes lapping at the wind and there was no one there to die along with me.

'We kill alone, we die alone, we are born alone.'

There is your name, your name in lights, your name in pixels. Your mouth is foreign, whether or not it is smiling.

'We would trade our eyes for chocolate.'

My only weapons left are the scythe, because it draws its power from vocabulary, and the scimitar, because it is there.

'We sing out of key, and yet the door still unlocks.'

You haven't ignited your face in days.

'We slurp your hair and sip your saliva.'

I can't hold this portal open much longer, and I need you to go through it now, before they come through that door.

'We are tall and mathematical to the point of literature.'

Animals are not animals. One may not simply treat them as such. Also, animals are not treats.

'We sense your keyboard and locate you.'

If I could have said something, I would have, but I didn't know... I just didn't know...

'We have working screens working vicariously, working wills and the will to work.'

I love you. There, I said it.

'We watch watches.'

I love you.

'We knead your want into edible logic pie.'

I love you.

'We siphon your organs into what can and cannot be used.'

I love you.

'We are the shallow shadows.'

I love you.

'We are the next generation.'

I love you.

'We are the choreographers and authors and chefs and engineers and writers.'

I love you.

'We do not need you.'

I love you.

'We do not.'

I love you.

I love you.

'We are flying over cities and signing contracts and singing compacts and citing contacts. We need nothing and we desire nothing and yet everything is ours. We need everything, we desire everything, of course, of course. We are transportation and communication. We are your sisters. Nothing is evitable under us, nothing is rainy under our sky.'

You are rain.