Letters smear like butterfly wings for this pulse which lost itself into
mechanisms and diagrams. she found me upon lonely traveled roads wading through
these unforgiving waters. through the unfamilar voice of acheivements and this

coincidence. these are the subtle moments that frame us with her voice now heard
across these great distances. we couldn't keep our arms around each other long
enough to fall in love. silence clenches this throat in ten years past.