perspective: second edition

imagine no book, no poetic reference, no wisdom from gods or google, no mirror image from those who dance the same dance, comforting you in shared experience of this mortal coil. no masters to quote, no woman to soothe into the shared creaminess of submission, no keyboard to tap or sushi to guide you. no demons to slay, no others to imagine you are more than. sweet pilgrim, who are you, now?