fine sometimes

The edited me is refined, less wordy, dressed to specks, and always prepared for the smallest disaster. He is a shinning example of plurality and neutrality who is always at the ready for the big deal, the marked spot, the lonely train. Alone in the room he is anxious; searching for some reason, no reason at all to be something else altogether.
The edited us brings unity to a divided territory. We act in ways to keep a line painted for boundaries sake; not to cross except for the select few who knew all along the seafaring ways of representation and conflict. The words they use bring about more division, more strife, and more maintenance of the same. The edited us is coming about; stretching once again the fabric of history to align against a common flaw.
I am losing my ties, using less words, I can't find my shoes, and i'm not even sure what day it is. These things are fine sometimes and I am OK with that. LLc 98.2