Minutae

Seized up machinery. Getting bogged by the details or minutae. The deets. get it down first. You sort of just accept shit when reality is going off pop pop pop. The noise masking the violence is intentional, necessary for survival. The only stories are the ones he tells others. Tragic liar. How to be. I get the sterness. Gear is stuck. Stop all current activity. Stop pretending to sleepwalk. Take up some room. People ask me if he is leaving and it makes me defensive. What is that about? What is it about? It seems so simple but like snap out of it. But the spark is missing. The snap.