Lifecatcher

If you end up reading this, I’ve already taken you off because you will not even notice it. This is the greatest irony I can really see. Of course, even my voice will not register on that scale (Richter’s?) even if I’m just 12 inches away from you–can you imagine that? A ruler’s length and I end up banging on your glass bubble, disabled to the point of breaking down? (This is strange, especially for me.) The creative furor this has inspired is not worth dying for if there can be no ending to this idiotic gear-turning. People, I have done the strangest and most self-destructive thing a creative person could ever do to themselves:

I have (attempted) to obliviate my muse.