Dancing the Innenwelt at the Umgebung Umwelten, Umwelten Wherefore art though, Umwelten? I am here, I am there, I am everywhere... I am, after all, all that there is but for you, a tiny zen window into the multiverse Umwelt becomes Innenwelt your Umwelt, my Umgebung undt vice-versa perched on hard chairs in an auditorium among thousands. A sea of gray hair, long yellowed teeth, bright eyes and bowed shuffles phones muted and hearing aids on high cybernetics insert themselves We stare at the dull big screen, projecting the conversationalists below. We hear their amplified voices surrounded by speakers as tall as any of us later, a line of people to meet the author maybe snag a signature sniff him take his hand in yours feel the heat, the texture is it firm? clammy? the author wears a breathing mask as do you. We keep our microbiome to ourselves our umwelt is our ballroom Steve Smith Otowi, NM May 2023 Autho...
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