You're static. You're flowing. You want to be alone. In the darkness. Nothing to think about yet so much in head. You're trying to move it all out, but the more you try, the heavier it gets. Anger lines. I think I have four. The heaviness falls to the eyebrows. The back feels stiff. The neck bent and when you want cracks but you fail to crack your knuckles. You can't you're so slow in the potion. Hold back that screen. Look at the world around you. Nah you're too cyber with that screen. Standing here in front of you, is simplicity. Let's just hold back a second to ourselves. Close your eyes. I see a shift key. What do you see? I see nothing now. I'm static.