Mechanical.
You know it, let it know yourself, but neither puts thought into action.
You call it a departure from the act in itself. You call it [insert circumflex
flapping/sawing motion]. Cross salmon contamination sliver, an infest monsoon
and birdsnake
feeds the bite that hands it.
You feel the reflection of fire in every drop of rain that misses and can’t decide
whether to embrace or be absorbed.
