Everything Is Bugs

I improvise an impossible melody – a tick melody macrocosm that meanders micropolyphonic galaxies

I improvise impossible melodies / melodic experiments     Melody experiment experiment field – micropolyphonic field turkish rug     Melody experiment repetition repeat wedge swim micropolyphonic fields
	Field experiment experimenter turkish rug
	Rug wedge skim field repetition
	Wall rug field rhizome repetition the worms crawl in
Improvise impossible melodies the worms crawl in the worms crawl out the worms play pinochle on my snout     (Worms wedge micropolyphonic rug repetition)

My quarantine shrimp molted so I guess that’s a good sign, says Asia.  Still got worm though.  The fact that shrimps can get horse hair worms is more evidence that shrimp is bugs, says Asia.  Everything is bugs, I say.  Not true.  Everything is shrimp if you go back in time far enough, I say.  That’s crustaceans.  Shrimp is bugs you said, I say.  I thought shrimp is crustacean.  Shrimp is crustacean.  But crustacean is bigger than shrimp though I think.  Most people would consider crustaceans in the bug category, says Asia.  I am bug brain, I say.

I improvise an impossible melody / I do not recognize my body microcosm     I don’t recognize     I don’t     I don’t recognize my that bugs     Everything said I people shrimp but I don’t recognize (I don’t recognize my  microcosm body and I don’t recognize my macrocosm body)


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I don’t recognize and it embarrasses
	If you go back in the bugs     I don’t recognize my worms   my body   worms my body
	Everythink most people would consider crustaceans
	I don’t recognize embarrassed shrimp is more evidence than shrimp
I improvise meanders melancholy blood depression     Meander blood sausage nostalgia

Worms meditate on my friendship with Asia and melancholy crawls in and crawls out… I contemplate Pando to stave off intrusive thoughts.  We Pando Friends.  We trust each other.  We share roots and branches.  We share the unconditional.  If I died, Pando ceases to exist because Pando relationships connections relations shared.  If I died, Asia would still share that Pando unconditional – she wouldn’t cease and neither do those branches and roots once shared by me.  Asia would grieve with half-Pando no longer Pando at all.

Fight against the sadness, Artax.  Please, you’re letting the sadness of the swamps get to you.  You have to try.  You have to care.  You’re my friend.  I love you.

I don’t recognize any shrimp or worm and if you go back in time that’s a good sign still got worm through bugs

My brain feels everything is a bug category fucked.  I play my nephew ping pong and I don’t play badly – in fact I play with my left hand and right hand (I am pond-dextrous, says Asia)
	In fact, everything is brain I brain
	Fact is bugs think
	Crustacean bugs crustaceans everything but fact bug
My nephew beats me in Connect 4 twice, the second time with the Connect 4 equivalent of a Fool’s Mate.  My brain feels fucked not in horse good so that everything I think crustacean is bugs.  Worms crawl in and worms crawl out, and worms compost all my motivation to write or witness while or edit this impossible.
	Impossible anxiety
	Impossible tick melody horse trickster
	Bug most impossible (I do not recognize I do not recognize I do not)
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I improvise an impossible melody (be realistic – demand the impossible)
	(The impossible attracts me because everything possible has 
	 been done and the world didn’t change)
	(But the world refused to change)
I transform and change continuous Book

My myth tells me the story perpetual transformation: perpetual prima materia undergoes the process of distillation condensation, and coagulation in different permutations and repetitions / endless spirals

I spiral endless abomination and impossible abomination in split nautical spirals this alchemical myth narrated all process: time as all time.  I myth a time in flux alchemy and a time manifested in material flesh.  I prophesy impossible myths and myths transmutate turtle tetragrammaton.  I tell impossible myths and transforming myths.

Improvise impossible melody melodies riptide melodies – melodies cassette tape     Melodies impossible     Improvise wall field rhizome repetition the worm crawl in     Field repetition the worms crawl in the worms crawl out the worms play pinochle on my snout

Improvise impossible melody where everything is bugs

Improvise impossible melody (dodecaphonic desert detours delirious on the road to Damascus)

Worms improvise sleep street cedar street sweep precipitation

I field experiment improvisation long duration

My quarantine shrimp molted so I guess swans a good sign.  Still got worm though.  The fact that thrifts can get horse coal worms is more acceptance that purifies is bugs.