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123 by Shane - Multi-Syllable, Parenthetical, Glitch Boom-Bapfunk music cover art

123

Shane

Multi-Syllable, Parenthetical, Glitch Boom-Bapfunk

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one… two… three…
Catalog casualty, casually cancelling clarity
Carrying zeros when you were comparing to parity
one… two… three…
You count it like steps but I’m skip-stepping metrics
I’ve been the sequence, parenthetical presence, synthetic semantics
I’m in the almost and nearly, the just about happened
A glitch in the caption where meaning gets mapped but then flattened
I’m already gone, but the outline is still negotiating
You’re holding a version of me that I’m actively vacating
You call it identity
I call it iterative erasure
I trim all the edges till nothing is left but the measure
Multisyllabic, I stack it like crates in a cargo of clauses
Autopilot, over-encoded, overloaded with pauses
I pivot, I split it, I stitch it, I slip it
Between your assumptions, corrupting the function
I’m seeing with recursive reductions
You think you see me?
This visual residue, habitual cue
A ritual view of a figure you figured was fixed in a few
But I’m variable vexed to the version of never the same
I’m stepping out sideways while saying I’m playing the game
Done that fun, I don’t care whatever, etc, etc
I scatter the letters then gather them back into weather
I’m pressure and absence, a balance, a phantom in fact
You track me in fractions, I’m fractal, I fracture the track
You want confirmation?
I offer a fog of equations
Equate me to echoes, a net of aesthetic evasions
I’m there when you stare but I’m not when you narrow the lens
I end in the middle and middle begins me again
One, two, three
I uncount the count like it never was needed
You read it, I bleed it, then leave it, delete it, concede it
You got what you got
But it’s not what you thought you could keep
I’m gone in the blink and the blink doesn’t know what to keep
One, two, two
Two, three
You saw something
It wasn’t me