Thoughtless experiments III Some high internal threshold was found with knifepoint accuracy, as a result, a great big bird landed on my arm, in a dream, its claws bruised and drew blood what I know now, that I didn't, before, I can say this flesh is mine, part of me when I let wind caress my lips, stone hold me in its arms for a tattered imaginary dragon, an insane digital troubadour I swear, for just a useless word, I will, in split seconds, outside time, I could, spark a heedless resonance with all things that fly, or sometimes just a sleepy smile