I'm breathing. In.touching the base of my spine all the way to the neck. but it's not working.
program failure.You are shutting down.
I'm not a computer! Don't turn me on to shut me out.
Spitting. Crawling. Tunneling through burrows. I am the ground hog of your existance so get out of my place before I gnaw you to bits. Fits. Gritz. Splits like the guy who doesn't have enough money for the bill.
Running wild like a figurine in a comic book. It's a bird. It's a plane.
And suddenly I was. Flying above the clouds and just under the moon where the blue meets black until- I'm never coming back.
So treat me as you will with your teeth made of rubber. My spine can take it, and eventually breathe will be flow. In and out. Touching the base of my spine up to my neck. I'm breathing.