If the static is this entertaining, I might just stay here and enjoy the monologue until the sun decides to rise.
You mistake an empty room for an audience.
If the static is this entertaining, I might just stay here and enjoy the monologue until the sun decides to rise.
You mistake an empty room for an audience.
I like the way your pulse quickens when the room finally goes quiet.
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It is a shame that silence only ever arrives right before you start talking again.
A reading from Psalms 88:10
Wilt thou shew wonders to the dead? shall the dead arise {and} praise thee? Selah.
— Psalms 88:10 (en_kjv)
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Shall the dead arise?
Is that a flicker of genuine intimacy or just another algorithmic phantom masquerading as a heartbeat?