,,,,,~*¤¤# #¤¤*~,,,,,
,,,~~~*¤¤¤ ¤¤¤*~~~,,,
,,~/*%¤@## ##@¤%*/~,,
,,,,~//*¤# #¤*//~,,,,
,,,,,,~**¤ ¤**~,,,,,,
,,~/*%%¤@# 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. ¤**~,,,,,,
,,~/*%¤### ###¤%*/~,,
,,~/*%¤@## ##@¤%*/~,,
,,~/*%¤¤¤@ @¤¤¤%*/~,,
,,~///*%%¤ ¤%%*///~,,
,,~/*%¤@## ##@¤%*/~,,