Category: Wordplay
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here’s a thought
This is from something I wrote in my notebook a few months ago while sitting on the beach in Oregon. What is it that people talk about? I mean, beyond the words, what are they saying? The sky is blue, the waves are roaring, I am alive and I am writing of what I know.…
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head trip
Your field of vision has a floater in it. You can’t tell if it’s a particle of dust or if it’s an amoeba, but it’s lingering there, growing in size, obscuring your sight. You clearly see the edge of the abyss, an opalescent smoldering as the world shrivels away. Suddenly, you are abstraction. A fluid-like…