magnetized, suspended, in slow motion.
and though undeterminable and undecipherable,
here and whoknowswherelse;
surely, everywhere to someones
and nowhere to others.
the cryptic illusion masks the fleshless faces.
prunes and apricots and nuts,
raisons of all colours...
food for thought.
coffee, tea and inorganic
fountains of life
falling on dry rockbeds.
About Me
- vaporcloud
- pragmatic sensualist, motivated by really deep instincts, actualized by willful imaginings and perpetuated by other's desires. Abstract, yet clear in purpose, honest, but abstruse, my moods change like winds and water with my confidences, and when ungrounded, i am both guarded and vulnerable, leaning, in darkness, to the Light, nurtured by instinctual feelings arising from a deep gene pool.
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