i will tend to my work
i will

what else can one do?
when life must be lived out
for the answers.

what a feeling!

so, very, strange,
this simulation.

what is more tense?
living towards death,
dying towards life?

will we ever sleep?
or oscillate for eternity?

no wonder we are fearful monkeys.
this tension
is walking on
scorching snow
in the frozen sun.