(Genome, ole, no way back)
Staring contest with my cat, he creeps me out by not caring even a goddamn smidgen. Sleeps on freshly ironed dresses, doesn't respond to me sweet caresses. Not because he's a cat, but cuz he's a he. A stupid male cat, full of himself. Doesn't even know he's neutered. Stupid shite! The alpha and the omega, the gama poisoning of the goddamn genome.
..we come readily installed with a software called life, and need to keep rebooting every now and then, to keep in top condition.
Updates happen each day, every second, every knowing moment..and reboots are few but not rare..you're installed with a new software each time you reboot, and you wake up to a new moment in your life. A new turn, an unlocked safe house, a red pin drop, white and yellow milestone. Everything you leave behind is a beautiful scenery, and everything forward is an unknown difficulty.
What do I know? I keep ignoring pin drops and chase stupid cars and prefer camping when it comes to full blown shoot outs. I've gotten really good at ducking and shooting and my aims are getting better. The crosshair doesn't move deliriously anymore.
So R2 L2 R3 that's ducking and aiming and shooting. It took me a while to get used to walking wile aiming, but I'm getting better.
The night is only a shade lighter than those irises and I'm packing wedding cards.
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