mumbling to myself aloud, in public. at times it is embarrassing, but it is as it is. I know you're expecting art!
It is here, but interwoven / embedded with cyber residue of life.
Sunday, September 28, 2008
it whispers my name.
as the ache swells in me there is a splintering at the horizon of today fragments of yesterday and tomorrow
and i listen at this abyss as the beyond beckons me with its urgency and passion
i open my splintered self to it and it whispers my name
Abyss = suicide or creative energy? Splintering boundaries be they bodily or geographic don't sound good but then perhaps from a splintered thresholds emerge ????, a workshop version of the Phoenix.
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Abyss = suicide or creative energy? Splintering boundaries be they bodily or geographic don't sound good but then perhaps from a splintered thresholds emerge ????, a workshop version of the Phoenix.
i like the word threshold.
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