"what is there when i look behind and see a fading succession of tarnishing pieces of what i call ‘my life’? these are the

Remains – because many parts disappeared into the lake of erasing. the line goes on ahead – the same process. parts

Stored inefficiently, just to be lost."

Searching for confirmation of the existence of ‘i’.
Analyzing banks of memory register; these areas have been erased or denied.
Acquisitions: nothing found.
Improvement skill: invalid.
Lifetracing: ineffective.
Result: nothing.

This piling up is the strangest form of norm

Swallowed to the core (every part is)
Swallowed to the core (every part of now)
Yes, to the core (torn apart)
You’re swallowed to the core (endless end here)

Consecutive equalities, they swarm

Swallowed to the core (every part is)
Swallowed to the core (every part of now)
Yes, to the core (torn apart)
You’re swallowed to the core (swallowed and engulfed)

One shifting loss, all sinkings are the same

Swallowed to the core
What you live is swallowed to the core

(relief?…)

So gathered,
Forever is made of never
Incepted suppression of ‘i’
As you dissolve
So extract it and dissolve

Swallowed to the core (every part is)
Swallowed to the core (every part of now)
Yes, to the core (torn apart)
You’re swallowed to the core (endless end here)
Swallowed to the core (every part is)
Swallowed to the core (every part of now)
Yes, to the core (torn apart)
You’re swallowed to the core (swallowed and engulfed)

For this line resides in this nether cloistered grain

Swallowed to the core
Now and then, you’re swallowed to the core

(breathe…)

So gathered,
Forever is made of never
Incepted suppression of ‘i’
As you dissolve
Extracted and dissolved
So gathered,
Forever is made of never
Incepted suppression of ‘i’
As you dissolve
So extract it and dissolve

(what?)
One excretive procession of end
One suppressive routine, spent
One pattern of erasement to diminish
What is within

Where is ‘fate’ inside this random line, disordered
As you erode what is your ‘i’,
Passing through an acid filter

So gathered,
Forever is made of never
Incepted suppression of ‘i’
As you dissolve points of light…
Swallowed to the core…
Swallowed to the core…
Yes, to the core
Yes, to the core

So gathered,
Forever is made of never
Incepted suppression of ‘i’
As you dissolve
So extracted and dissolved