Zadown Posted October 30, 2001 Report Share Posted October 30, 2001 I close my eyes for a moment feel something unnamed flow away behind me kindles the cloak of dreams I can see inside items I rise a lighter to the air under my fingers ripples concentrated fire I glance at an angel hung up on the wall in front of me opens a gate to another world imaginary points of light orbit me non-existent shadows dance around objects and music quivers in the air a series of photos darkened by the sound I let the words go I release the visions and sigh myself back to reality Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Ozymandias Posted September 13, 2008 Report Share Posted September 13, 2008 I think that I can tell what happened in this moment; not the perceptions, not fully- but I think I can tell what ity was you were doing, at least. The way you narrated all of these simple things any number of us might do every month, or every week, makes me want to just listen to your narration of life for hours, whether I understand your attitudes and definitions or not. Beautiful! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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