Thorasics? Lumbars? I want to see the xrays.
Please don't take responsibility for me.
Ischial Tuberosity? I want to see the proof.
I would like to proceed.
Internalizing this change is slow.
Walking upright requires a spine.
I'd like to just be for a second.
My spine dug a hole to Shanghai.
Will I wake up in time
to witness this transformation,
Or will the delusional perils
plague my easily swayed notions?
Circumvent this existence.
Lollygag and stall.
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