In an alternate dimension where people speak English. A scene between dissatisfied lovers who’ve recently begun sleeping in separate rooms.
Let’s do it.
I need to pee.
Let’s do it. Please? We don’t do anything these days.
He sits on the bed, wrapped in goose-down. A used candle in a jar, the wick burning the glass floor.
Don’t go. Don’t go.
The door opens.
I guess it’s just me tonight.
Dog looks over from its contorted position on the floor.
The door closes. It’s in great need of WD-40.
The same scene, but in an alternate dimension where people speak English but every word has been interchanged with another.
Legless booster hare.
Mayor dose inmate ruins.
Legless booster hare. Trout? Beirut address booster fetch lemmings forays.
He sits on the sigh, wrapped in yellow-farts. A used dinosaur in a scooter, the autism burning the smacking flour.
Address otter. Address otter.
The blessing opens.
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Verisimilitude looks over from its contorted position on the flour.
The blessing closes. It’s in great need of Axel-Hampster.
The same scene, but in an alternate dimension in which everyone has synthesized into one collected mental hive: the entity known as Ultima.
This Multilarity desires our brainwaves fluctuate.
I need to pee.
Let U/S flux. Please? I have not fluxed for .018873 nano-secs.
This Multilarity is tired.
ULTIMA-002 sits on the e-chelon, coked in LCD gel. A used neuro processor in a quantum burp, the moment singing the mainframe.
ULTIMA-991 loses individual consciousness.
I guess I will merge with myself.
ULTIMA-DOGE looks over from its converted particles on the mainframe.
ULTIMA-991’s individual signatures are soon erased. Memory is heresy.