Wryting in general, in and out - today we went out for the first time,
actually _out,_ waiting for the long covid to recess more, again apologies
for not responding, will rerturn to that, keeping my own wryting/writing/
writhing going, not expecting response, soon, more, keep going, we went
The probe is engulfed by emptiness, not destroyed but consumed. Sensors
continue to recite their mantras, but back to them are their screams
reverberated, twisted by impossible geometries. The probe doesn't travel on
the beam; it becomes it, unwinding and re-writing all its variations.
[image: sth
