Ghostmonk

I’ve been doing some hard travellin

I buy gloves too much

Stepping thoughtfully

Snow fills shoes, winter wind bites

Numb face hot spirit

The machines does everything I want it to.
It marches in time and only questions me if I tell it to question me.

So many tasks that made thinking difficult are no longer necessary.

This atrophy is concerning.

Hemingway finished himself for about the same reason.

Both afflictions are self-instantiated.