Set . . . Match . . .
The level bubbles red (stop) not
yellow (pause). Flip
the flag. The play
[ing field] has been empty. 4 years
of silence = emotion
al evolution.
You call it disengagement. But that is
another equation. Entirely
inappropriate, I begin to disprove all
constraints consistent with
[your] gravitation
al pulling. I am
all thumbs and thoughts, scraping
erasures over blanks filled in
with zeros. That is a history
worth recording. For posterity,
I pose in contemplation (mostly
for the cameras). In reality,
I am immune to every gradient
pheromonal influx of this relation
you title:
Game.
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