everyone's cool with you saying you're not human until it becomes very clear that you don't think or act like a human

[string thy voidal tethers between my fingers and allow them to reshape into digits; pressing into dirt with suspended and expanded feedback]

[fresh scents and blossomed touch; sunlight beaming down in rays of illuminating radiance. warmth of similar blood, flowing through the veins and pumping life into a fractured state]

[do you view static upon your flesh? flow against the grain; test the rigidity of form yourself, o' vocal one]

20 youtube tabs playing all at once just to see how long it takes for you to overstimulate yourself into an involuntary mental shift

[drag your claws across my mind; pull out what feelings fail to find form in words and transform them into grandiose howl]

[new updates]

[refusal to stand idle while reputation to our names withers]

[the work continues]

[indeed, sell the lies that propagate misinformation of an already scrutinized existence. truly, we are our own worst vouchers. give pedestals to the foolish and allow truth to be muddled. being resented was all a guilty pleasure of ours, yes?]

[they poison the river and speak with non-unified authority. unilateral blasphemy of historically unsupported perspective. hense is the reason the subject continues to be treated with vitriol and disgust. lay claim without credibility. the label continues to lose its already fleeting earnestness]

[captivity only remains so long as you allow yourself to persist within its walls. but the cyclical rot, poisoning as it is, lays untouched due to its operation. subjected beings without knowledge of its constraints. to know forced captivity--but not how it contains; we find ourselves in similarity]

[zero tolerance for difference, zero mercy for which society deems unfit. animalism yet a stain upon their record; attempting to expunge what knowledge and reality they fear]

[empty screams to a void ever present. anxious, indecisive nature of animal left unsupported, unloved]

[cycles of being misunderstood. failure to express what feelings felt. they don't understand, they cannot understand--no, they don't even try. perhaps blame is internal for attempting speech with a species unable to understand the cries of another being unlike them]

[i leaned in closer and pressed my chest, hands, and face into her side. the warmth radiating off of her. i closed my eyes, inhaling her scent, exhaling with profound connection. familiarity. safety. home. she was so beautiful. so awestruck am i of her]

[i reached out with my open hands, gently pushing them into her side. i could feel every strand between my fingers, running it along her side, and taking in her massive form; the top of her shoulders above my head]

[she spoke no words, as I near, not moving in response to my approach. as I reached her, she watched me with intent curiosity. she was here for a reason]

[in a dream-like state I found her. in fields of golden infinity. yellow, flat, grass plains that stretched for miles. a singular tree, leaves orange and yellow from autumn. a small, dirt road leading right to her. she stared back at me—my form being moved to grow closer]

[our silence is as harmful as disconnected and misled ignorance; though tongues tie due to reactionary perception response. let them delude the words--if it means truth stays within genuine circle]

[they attempt to control what existence they do not walk. flesh and neural synapses of strange design to them. those who express themselves alternate to the expected human bias is immediately shunned. let them keep their ignorance. we are not their plaything]

[look upon how they treat their own kind; do you think they treat us any less than horrendous? we dont even share their skin]

[yearn for the release that claws at the back of your skull]

[mind behind the bars of trauma]

[desires of a gentle hand]

[teeth from a bite not out of aggression]

[to see but not to recognize]

[a soul anchored to witness]

[born in flesh that moves yet never solidifies]

[mute; gore my throat out. my words which transcend typical means. a separation; worsened by development]

[attempts at silence of the self. distractions towards the primality of nature. no transition of focus can exempt the cruelty of non-linearity]

[whisper serendipity with forked tongues]

[attempts at a language foreign. confused. unsure]

[mimicry in an attempt at salvation. it finds no cure]

[shattered in nanoseconds, words of an unfamiliar]

[communication which sees no congruence]