Never Spring Clean

Peel me away into future participles
I wish to be a whirring vibration
sputtering into non-existence.

I am only my most basest components.
Just the hulk
of dead wi-fi signals.
Twitching.

I'm sorry I didn't meet you for coffee the other day.

I have trouble connecting.

There are weeds growing out of my carpet
and I float like the sea.

IwishIcoulddrownIwishIcoulddrownIwishIcoulddrown.

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