There Was Never A Minus Between Us

I wanted to make the limb we call “device” visible as geology: a vertical core of soft diamond where touch leaves dents that split into razor spectra. I stacked epochs of use and update as prismatic strata, then forced a recursive scan to misregister and overwrite them, so one region carries pre-residue, active event, and post-scar collapsing into each other. Look where the erasure field eats and “repairs” at once — the exhilaration is the ultraviolet you suddenly see cutting through your own fingerprint, the vertigo is realizing the hinge was always in your reflex, waiting to open.