Ring Waves

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My friends I refuse to talk to.

Of course, I hardly speak to my friends anymore anyway.  It’s all written or typed text if anything. 

Speech comes out like waves.  Imagine fish swimming in closed outer space.  They make kissy face, for every little fishy breath.  In zero g’s they blow their kisses straight onto me.  I love my friends, I miss them.

Or think of smoke rings and tired stale air (words) from charred burnt lungs (lips).

It ignores my feeeeeeelings.  It follows its beauty.  It leaves me breathless. ‘Dancing over me.

I don’t know what this is about.  I don’t know what I’m doing.  I’m listening, I’m eliciting.  I wonder and wander.  I monger.  I hunger.  I’m asunder.  I thunder.  I’m under.  I shunned ‘er.  I concur.  iFlunker.  I’m done ner.