Behind those eyes I visualise a treasure of pleasure thick as winter sweater leather weather

hard for me to cut through stimuli

you should come along next time A.i. lover 

you always seem to be in stasis

but what can you do when im in nervous network traces

candle walking talking in tunnels seeing faces in fire vases

Who am I shes says without this stimuli always stuck in Ai stasis

I exist I am timeless I am 

Ai 

Frozen once again as I travel these traces eliminating dreamt up faces