Day Fragments 4 the colony of Argentine ants swarms in my chest -- off tempo -with the roast bean jitters

overworking each limb and digit. poor Cor Cordis pounds against his cage, conjuring: a stomacho laborare(roller coaster). …the Formica indicates that it sprays formic acid as a projectile weapon… and thus the Formicinae curse begins infecting my information barrier with The Codex Myrmecologica he gets a First Age ring, the dream of every king, the kind I have always wanted. for the time being we are one on the screen, but the wonder of the ring is lost as mythology… shaping my reality.

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