The future in tatters weighs in as a shortcut, “I need me.” It’s a lovely tirade. (Jack Spicer)
All thus was mirrored in meantimes. Staring into light wrongly revealed I’m pretending to be yours at your asinine behest. Remember it’s wrong — I am not pet swapped, I never intimidate a party in conflict. As a consequence doors open & I’m auto-electrocuted.