liminal space

it is always there

life on a screen

who are you, who have you become

press B to record

a guitar that strings forever

an inexplicable feeling

you don't answer

nostalgic empty

strange darkness

inside the clock

was that all i was?

until the end of time

imagine, it could all be

reaching the island

cassette memory

wistful winter nothing

for a little while i forgot how loud the sound of panic was

the spiteful god

mirage