fragmentation torus Oh, the state of subdivided cruelty. A lot to laugh, the misery of conditions, Which teach us that the mighty sword will lop me from contact with you... You are the All-arms of the Mother whom I forgot... Without you; a lack of emptiness; most terrible of all strains. NOW, the terror mounts, the re-built garden is under fire... Will home hold fast by it's golden hair? Strenuous over the abyss, holding our peace, we wait for re-constitution.... 011012 ... petit potiron The world is coming apart, Madness in the skies, Yelling across borders, Suspicion among neighbours. We are falling apart, Pieces that once fit together, Widening rifts in a breaking whole, Our fingertips sliding past. I used to say I love you. I know I did. I know I did. I too am fragmenting, I feel it. Like a cookie dunked in milk, Like a glass, after the flashing arc, Impacts the kitchen tiles. Eloi, Eloi, lama sabachthani? 011013 ... test test 061031 what's it to you? who go blather from