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Touched by Technology
She sighs, ”Touch my eyes again that I might see the light of new worlds flickering in the reaches of my mind. Are you some magical creature who has come to ravage my soul? When your glowing digit is placed in my ear, I understand strange new languages. One minute becomes one hundred years. Allow my tongue to explore happiness as I wrap my lips around your finger. I wish to feel every joyful moment I have ever known.” He or it, who has no eyes looks at her, but she is not afraid. She only has room for want. A need that pulsates in and outside of her body. He/ it, knows that she is far too fragile to be touched there. So mercifully he/ it touches her forehead. Falling falling bleep bloop into a dreamless sleep. Her memories of Him/it are erased! In her bed alone in the morning gloom. On her forehead a glowing fingerprint’s mark fades. Above her log cabin a whirring sound she does not hear. While she sleeps her strange sleep him/it will fly to new worlds searching for the one who will be the mother of ten thousand planets. When she awakes, she feels the world is somehow more muted. Her body feels foreign, separate from her. Her index finger brushes her lip and she has a strange feeling of Déjà Vu.
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