The chain of transmission is broken. The path is discontinued.

The passage from one to another

The jigsaw of one into another

Has come to an end.

 

A woman In a woman In a girl In a girl In a daughter Inside another daughter.

A life within another life. A body inside another body. One for the other.

Equivalence of lives. Equivalence of experiences.

I can’t remember if it’s me or if it’s her.

Swallowed

By the other.

 

What’s yours is mine. Your existence is my existence. Your body is my body.

You are my thing. My body is yours. You are me.

I love you. You love me. Mi casa es tu casa so PLEASE-COME IN-WHY DON'T YOU-FUCK ME-AND MOST OF ALL-FUCK YOU!

The receptacle, the vessel, its content, its entrails.

If the chain of transmission is broken, whose turn is it now? Who is next? Is it me? 

It’s not you. It can't be you.

It can’t be me either, I'll have you know.

 

The screeching of my teeth inside my mouth and the unstoppable movement of my jaw.

 

"I would be free." How many times have I had that thought?

Before. Not now. Not during. But before.

When everything was fine, before any harm was done, before any harm took place.

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When will it happen?

Will I be there?

Will it be clear?

I know it is going to happen and yet I have no idea, no image, no known sensation

Of how it will happen and what is this thing that will happen.

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What will happen to me when it happens to her?

It will happen to her.

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"I would be free! "

I could think it. There was no risk. A funambulist with a big fat arrogant smile on her face.

There was no harm to think, to want, to say : "If only I were the only one left, i would be free! "

Conditional. Not future. No yet. 

When did it topple over?

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After the rumble, the turmoil and the rage, the Earth split open to receive her.

A few moments before, she had told them: "I feel good when I am with you."

 

That was the present.

The future will only be subtraction.