Saturday, June 23, 2012

2012 day 3 | a frame of fifty is clearly evident this morning

she does in fact not creak and moan loudly this early but she has clearly been texting my brain communicating her need that pacing is now in order, in effect. so in this morning filled with scattered crystal orbs, I will listen, move a little slower, noting the worlds within worlds in these scattered sliding crystal orbs that drip.

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