,,,~;†*£££ £££*†;~,,,
,,,,,,,;*£ £*;,,,,,,,
,,~;†*£¶@# #@¶£*†;~,,
,,~;†*£@## ##@£*†;~,,
,,~;†*£¶@# #@¶£*†;~,,
,,,,,,;*£¶ a dystopian mc donalds toilet steals my ¶£*;,,,,,,
,,~;†*£¶@@ agency. too much agency already in this @@¶£*†;~,,
,,,,~;**£@ room. saturated. i can only do what it @£**;~,,,,
,,~;†*£@## wants in the way it wants. ##@£*†;~,,
,,~;†*£¶¶¶ ¶¶¶£*†;~,,
,,~;†*£¶@# ~ ; ~ ~ ; ~ ~ ; ~ #@¶£*†;~,,
,,~;†*£¶## ##¶£*†;~,,
,,,,,,;†£@ but: in a miracolous fraction of a @£†;,,,,,,
,,~;†*£¶@# second, its true thoughts slip through #@¶£*†;~,,
,,~~~††††£ to me, previously unheard even by its £††††~~~,,
,,,,,,;†£¶ builders (the room was thought to be ¶£†;,,,,,,
,,,,,~††£¶ without consciousness). ¶£††~,,,,,
,,~;†*£¶@# #@¶£*†;~,,
,,~;†*£¶@# the room thinks about creatures lying #@¶£*†;~,,
,,,,,,~;*¶ down, going off to sleep, making ¶*;~,,,,,,
,,~;††††*£ themselves comfortable first... is this £*††††;~,,
,,~;†††**£ only optimizing a resting position for £**†††;~,,
,,~;†*£@## the body? or is there another will ##@£*†;~,,
,,,,,~~†£¶ involved? ¶£†~~,,,,,
,,,,,;;*££ ££*;;,,,,,
,,~;†*£¶@# a dark listening taking place, #@¶£*†;~,,
,,,,,,~†*¶ a silent concert. ¶*†~,,,,,,
,,~;*£¶@## ##@¶£*;~,,
,,~;†*£¶## is there another desire injected at ##¶£*†;~,,
,,~;†£¶@## hypnagogia? something from the other ##@¶£†;~,,
,,~;†*¶@## side, guiding them, ##@¶*†;~,,
,,,,~~;*£¶ arranging their bodies. ¶£*;~~,,,,
,,~;†*£¶¶¶ ¶¶¶£*†;~,,
,,~;†*£¶@# #@¶£*†;~,,
,,~;†*£££@ @£££*†;~,,
,,,,,,~†*¶ ¶*†~,,,,,,
,,~;†*£¶@# #@¶£*†;~,,