The final chapter has already been written. The story has been told. In another dimension, beyond the reach of time. There is no more, no more to behold.
Everyday a feeling surrounded me. That all this must be a dream. . Like a dream on your vacations. When you're woken up. By the noise of the rain. Dropping on the lake.
call you, begging me to call you. i'm not entertainment. mixing me into your pavement. patronize me crossly. the pictures you took were both glossy. out into the mineland.
three magnet hearts. i wanted you to. two basement stars. i wanted you to. cut me out. i'd like to feed my children someday. . oh my god we belong inside.
Breath deep. The scent of memories. Hidden in the smoke. And the subtle hint of cellophane. In the photographs you took. I sit alone with inspiration thrown across.