when we move as one we don't move at all our limbs strech out like dead antennas we wrap ourselves in one andother we talk and talk our mouths are covered we wait for signals to act and speak we look for ourselves in a hall of mirrors hopeless and confused a machine repeating a process our arms strech out and they retract we pull apart and eachother back when we fall we hold eachouther in our simbiosis we smother one and other