Filling orders requested
As signs dwell between past and present
I am in those spaces
Are you listening as particles collide over me?
New noises and new toys to make me known
Don't deny me my existence
In this hungry place the liberty is satisfying my cravings
Quietly I dwell
As the afternoon sun hides from warming me
But cool air can do nothing to reslice the past
Thanks to those who make me nervous
I need you plenty as I need no one else.