this machine


  this  old boat needed? repairing...    &why wouldn' it  a fter 110 years...? unlike a book a

log's an ongoing changing shape ....

                                from font to honk the human ass of a machine
             that's desiring to be more n machine  or any crippled life changing shit to gold/ an what's gold between 'gods' legs' or goddess leg n thigh
     or some hypercritical hyperborean thingism cutting the passage of                                                                                                                                                                                     

 your movement off
after  a  life  time           of              d a  n   c  i ng  and w  r   i   t  i n  g