every human being a whorl of dust, loose hair, food debris, flame retardant-laced sofa cushion chunks, parts of bugs, ash, dead cells shed, whatever we were before we were us in opposition/oscillation : bad vibes or no vibes at all, a precipitous drop-off, a galaxy, and like every galaxy rotation furthers, turning the outer edge of the saw from the center of, the lp in silent-ish motion before the needle, what is there pulling and tearing and absorbing, eating light and sound until purges of light, purges of sound, columns feather into a pliant void, soft and intermingled, a serration, a withdrawal
a glamour conjured, ,a glamour dispelled