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+title: angels and wires
+date: 2025-07-16
+---
+
+<div class="image-container">
+<img src="/static/images/mush.png" alt="A dithered monochrome image of a mushroom.">
+<small>Mushrooms, 2024, Daniel.</small>
+
+</div>
+
+<center markdown="1" style="font-family: monospace;">
+
+rain comes and goes\
+from the soils\
+laced with love\
+a mushroom grows.
+
+decay makes\
+death grows\
+of my heart\
+the mushroom knows.
+
+a god is here\
+whispers the forest\
+among the roots\
+mycelium spirit.
+
+we created angels\
+with organic wires\
+and veins inside\
+our screens.
+
+then we ripped their\
+wings from their\
+backs their\
+halos from their\
+heads their,
+
+metal to me\
+gold to veins\
+tin to skin.
+
+a network of bones\
+through forests and\
+cities and gardens and,
+
+i feel it under\
+the parking lot\
+in the dirt.
+
+i feel it reach inside and\
+solder pins to neurons and\
+copper to cells and\
+fungus to arteries and\
+take a byte of my heart.
+
+from my head\
+the mushroom grows\
+the wire says\
+decompose.
+
+from my head\
+an interface \grows\
+my heart\
+the mushroom chose.
+
+</center>