Category: Wordplay
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finding spaciousness
Don’t forget toslow downevery oncein a while the afternoon sunonly lasts so long and the chorescan wait don’t forget to feelhow you feel sometimesits so easyto get swept awayby the future in spite of the present which is really all we havei don’t knowsometimes i ramble but right nowit feels goodjust to breathe.
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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…