The Darkness falls Colour dimmed in anticipation The Rhythmic tastelessness of a dead civilization Filled with dieing glimpses of beautiful limitations The death of friction Now only cold anticipation There is no break, Now captive of the now. Aware is my perception The commonness of ‘how?’ The answers are but questions Nothingness let fly The… Continue reading The Machine
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If I could only forget how to breathe…
Sunlight pierces through the cream colored curtains, and for several minutes, I lose myself in memories I cannot grasp, and I wonder what happened this time in my dreams, because, lately, they’re more active, more real than my life. I’m conscious. Testing. Testing. I’m back in this world. Here, I feel exhausted. Resting is strenuous… Continue reading If I could only forget how to breathe…