Free falling, falling freely
I am not falling freely
Resistance caused by air
That blue substance up high
We never attain and always to find ourselves floating through
I
Can't quantify the way anything drips off and into the evening
All these lights and lines and sounds and things they have me feeling
Like I've been breaking down
Messing around
Not getting much done
Welcome to the age of digital correspondence
Responding hours later when I could've
Pressed my fingertips on glass and
Made your day go by a little faster
Trapping your attention in the little words I'm sending
I could wonder if we'd last
Her face replies
Face to face I get much more than what you type and try
To express, via the internet
I'm thinking about every single letter you've chosen to put into your message
Every word that's capitalized half way through and I can't see looks in your eyes, so I
Simply attempt to attain meaning by discerning entirely through text
What you've been feeling I don't know
I don't know
Transcendence is upending every little but of what we've been pretending is the only possible way to experience
And I know the world is here and present and I would love to get to get to know
The way it ticks and works and thinks and shakes and I would like a chance at breaking every rule set out by man
But when I toke, I'm always shaking, and I should apologize but I can't
The way we've left residual imagery as every tiny bit of our lives goes by faster than
We have the mind to wrap our minds around it
I think I should wrap my time around it
Try to unpack the data
Guess I'll message you later
Time goes by, residual action
I'm trying to unpack these actions
I need to understand you actions
I keep on repeating action so
Inaction comes next and waiting on me you'll reply when I don't
I surprise myself with facts I generate from nothing more than absent minded mind wandering
Every time I play a chord on the piano I'm not quite sure if I know how it fits into everything else
But it seems like it's been working quite well so far so I guess I'll keep hitting buttons
And making data come through as sound
Look around here
What you've found
I would claim just disappears
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Free falling, falling freely
I am not falling freely
Resistance caused by air
That blue substance up high
We never attain and always to find ourselves floating through
I
Can't quantify the way anything drips off and into the evening
All these lights and lines and sounds and things they have me feeling
Like I've been breaking down
Messing around
Not getting much done
Welcome to the age of digital correspondence
Responding hours later when I could've
Pressed my fingertips on glass and
Made your day go by a little faster
Trapping your attention in the little words I'm sending
I could wonder if we'd last
Her face replies
Face to face I get much more than what you type and try
To express, via the internet
I'm thinking about every single letter you've chosen to put into your message
Every word that's capitalized half way through and I can't see looks in your eyes, so I
Simply attempt to attain meaning by discerning entirely through text
What you've been feeling I don't know
I don't know
Transcendence is upending every little but of what we've been pretending is the only possible way to experience
And I know the world is here and present and I would love to get to get to know
The way it ticks and works and thinks and shakes and I would like a chance at breaking every rule set out by man
But when I toke, I'm always shaking, and I should apologize but I can't
The way we've left residual imagery as every tiny bit of our lives goes by faster than
We have the mind to wrap our minds around it
I think I should wrap my time around it
Try to unpack the data
Guess I'll message you later
Time goes by, residual action
I'm trying to unpack these actions
I need to understand you actions
I keep on repeating action so
Inaction comes next and waiting on me you'll reply when I don't
I surprise myself with facts I generate from nothing more than absent minded mind wandering
Every time I play a chord on the piano I'm not quite sure if I know how it fits into everything else
But it seems like it's been working quite well so far so I guess I'll keep hitting buttons
And making data come through as sound
Look around here
What you've found
I would claim just disappears
I am not falling freely
Resistance caused by air
That blue substance up high
We never attain and always to find ourselves floating through
I
Can't quantify the way anything drips off and into the evening
All these lights and lines and sounds and things they have me feeling
Like I've been breaking down
Messing around
Not getting much done
Welcome to the age of digital correspondence
Responding hours later when I could've
Pressed my fingertips on glass and
Made your day go by a little faster
Trapping your attention in the little words I'm sending
I could wonder if we'd last
Her face replies
Face to face I get much more than what you type and try
To express, via the internet
I'm thinking about every single letter you've chosen to put into your message
Every word that's capitalized half way through and I can't see looks in your eyes, so I
Simply attempt to attain meaning by discerning entirely through text
What you've been feeling I don't know
I don't know
Transcendence is upending every little but of what we've been pretending is the only possible way to experience
And I know the world is here and present and I would love to get to get to know
The way it ticks and works and thinks and shakes and I would like a chance at breaking every rule set out by man
But when I toke, I'm always shaking, and I should apologize but I can't
The way we've left residual imagery as every tiny bit of our lives goes by faster than
We have the mind to wrap our minds around it
I think I should wrap my time around it
Try to unpack the data
Guess I'll message you later
Time goes by, residual action
I'm trying to unpack these actions
I need to understand you actions
I keep on repeating action so
Inaction comes next and waiting on me you'll reply when I don't
I surprise myself with facts I generate from nothing more than absent minded mind wandering
Every time I play a chord on the piano I'm not quite sure if I know how it fits into everything else
But it seems like it's been working quite well so far so I guess I'll keep hitting buttons
And making data come through as sound
Look around here
What you've found
I would claim just disappears
Writer: Nathaniel Astudillo
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